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sometimes things are just perfect.
you are beauty, we're never alone.
the temperature, the wind, and the green smell; the wet grass and wood smell, the michigan smell. i belong here, i belong with the wind in my hair, in the pastures and prairies and woods. in the snow.
i am weightless.
i love it here. this place.
you are beauty, we're never alone.
the temperature, the wind, and the green smell; the wet grass and wood smell, the michigan smell. i belong here, i belong with the wind in my hair, in the pastures and prairies and woods. in the snow.
i am weightless.
i love it here. this place.
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