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1701 days ago
Trying to tan in the yard, and do a paper, but these little guys interrupted me.
In the deepest hour of the night, I confess to myself three things; I would die if I was forbidden to write, forbidden to love, or forbidden to fashion.
34
1701 days ago
Trying to tan in the yard, and do a paper, but these little guys interrupted me.
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