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Exhaling the annihilating air that agonizes and means to suppress me Breathing in this brand new brand of summer breeze So stoked on the singularity of a certain smile that is sexier than sunset Readily remembering my personal reality and reaching for more Absent-mindedly meandering with mid-July in my dreams One step closer to owning my odes to summer Every day dreaming of deeply loving something new I cannot wait!
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Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:49 AM UTC
The Waiting Game
Exhaling the annihilating air that agonizes and means to suppress me Breathing in this brand new brand of summer breeze So stoked on the singularity of a certain smile that is sexier than sunset Readily remembering my personal reality and reaching for more Absent-mindedly meandering with mid-July in my dreams One step closer to owning my odes to summer Every day dreaming of deeply loving something new I cannot wait!
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Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:49 AM UTC
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