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There are times when leaving feels like a breath of fresh air in an old attic.
My dear bag and I are off
for three days I will be
hitch hiking through the south
meeting up with an old friend and her
dear boi
reading
eating
and
feeling great.
I'll see you when I return.
- E
1 kommentar:
Where are you off to...
Hearts,
A
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