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I was not born of this time, The 1920s are more me. The swinging, the fast feet bopping over mine, Maybe not the cigarettes, but G&T's, Most certainly. My curls break line and make chaos look magical glee. I'd wear pearls draped lavishly fine, And I'd stay up til early.
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Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 10:28 PM UTC
pearls draped lavishly
I was not born of this time, The 1920s are more me. The swinging, the fast feet bopping over mine, Maybe not the cigarettes, but G&T's, Most certainly. My curls break line and make chaos look magical glee. I'd wear pearls draped lavishly fine, And I'd stay up til early.
bekahalle
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40/F/Australia
Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 10:28 PM UTC
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