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[needyxdesire]

"Like a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon
A breeze whips through the trees
The rustling leaves and branches bend together
they’re cued to sway
forever by the forces of the Lord’s choreography

Comments

[krazyhairs]

i know those mints, don't you still owe me the money for those?...

[needyxdesire]

I think so, yeah.