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I relish in the open, welcoming arms that greet me upon my returns from inside the void It feels good to be missed, in other words. The knowing that getting what you give, replenishes Ochito's blistered spirit Troublesome are the times, when have they not been? However, this safety net is Ocho’s comfort To know that the welcoming arms that brandish the tenderest fruit available: Love, will be there for you at the end of the day, no matter what There’s no comparing. Its no contest. The greatest treasure in all of the land, is truly, friends and family
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
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I relish in the open, welcoming arms that greet me upon my returns from inside the void It feels good to be missed, in other words. The knowing that getting what you give, replenishes Ochito's blistered spirit Troublesome are the times, when have they not been? However, this safety net is Ocho’s comfort To know that the welcoming arms that brandish the tenderest fruit available: Love, will be there for you at the end of the day, no matter what There’s no comparing. Its no contest. The greatest treasure in all of the land, is truly, friends and family
ocho-the-owl
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
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