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I can’t help but sip this tea and stir through the memories and blow softly at the steam that purposely ignores me as it floats up into infinity.
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Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 6:15 PM UTC
Lazy Sunday afternoons...
I can’t help but sip this tea and stir through the memories and blow softly at the steam that purposely ignores me as it floats up into infinity.
kaylyn
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Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 6:15 PM UTC
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