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Wooden fences,  broken and cracked,   maple trees,    with wires collecting sap,     Blooming flowers,      red with rust,       old country houses,        beyond the narrow dirt road,         Sacred memories,          and timeless treasures,           are hidden inside,            I'll forever remember,                  Our old pastimes.
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
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Wooden fences,  broken and cracked,   maple trees,    with wires collecting sap,     Blooming flowers,      red with rust,       old country houses,        beyond the narrow dirt road,         Sacred memories,          and timeless treasures,           are hidden inside,            I'll forever remember,                  Our old pastimes.
De La Rose<333
albero-centrale
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
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