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gone stargazing holding hands damp grass underfoot smell of wet soil satisfied smiles but really; I'm looking at them through your eyes
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Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
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gone stargazing holding hands damp grass underfoot smell of wet soil satisfied smiles but really; I'm looking at them through your eyes
consider this as an apology
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Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
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