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Glassy, green, genuine aimed at me dilating rosy, ruminating, rejoicing creased lines beside a lash for things that haven't happened beaming, brimming, beautiful innocently conjuring a rock on a finger young, yearning, yielding hovering over a question but time's caught your tongue
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Nov 3, 2021
Nov 3, 2021 at 7:52 PM UTC
A Few More Years
Glassy, green, genuine aimed at me dilating rosy, ruminating, rejoicing creased lines beside a lash for things that haven't happened beaming, brimming, beautiful innocently conjuring a rock on a finger young, yearning, yielding hovering over a question but time's caught your tongue
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Nov 3, 2021
Nov 3, 2021 at 7:52 PM UTC
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