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My heart's borders stretch beyond The coast The east the mountains. There are gardens in this place. Althrough we've been stomped. We will turn upwards again. We are the flowers, Dashed pockets of life or light Up turned to the sun. And bloom
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
my land, my heart
My heart's borders stretch beyond The coast The east the mountains. There are gardens in this place. Althrough we've been stomped. We will turn upwards again. We are the flowers, Dashed pockets of life or light Up turned to the sun. And bloom
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
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