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I can stare for days, at the seagull, sitting on my window sill. You can tell from his expression, he has no idea that people shoot at each other. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with him, until I have the same expression on my face…
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
Seagulls
I can stare for days, at the seagull, sitting on my window sill. You can tell from his expression, he has no idea that people shoot at each other. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with him, until I have the same expression on my face…
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
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