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The Little Things

Posted on April 16, 2020 by kristianw84

Fresh fruit, ripe and sweet memories inside, buried deep. Ocean walks, with naked feet the memories, I’ve yet to meet. Laughing so hard, my eyes start to leak solitary moments, no one need speak Classic rock, blues guitars light their … Continue reading →

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