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but other times our hands held each other like reins hung from low-swung sweet chariots, her carry always felt like a home coming
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
Chariot - 9.2.14
but other times our hands held each other like reins hung from low-swung sweet chariots, her carry always felt like a home coming
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
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