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936 days ago
"Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts"
Nobody knows a wildflower still grows by the side of the road, and she don't need to need like the roses. Just as free as the night breeze. That's me.
37
936 days ago
"Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts"
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