Automne....
Autumn
is here. Your
Memories
Wither
withe
with
wit
wi
w
.
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~ Picture stolen from Jesse
-A window ajar is a prelude in building to the joy of being limitless! That uneasiness of being familiar somehow, sometime, somewhere.......
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'..and they crumble in your hand
and the leaves that are green turn to brown"
I wish.
They do inside us.
Wish and world and wonder.
All
excellent.
clever too.
Thanks
Cocaine.
Thanks
again
too.
Jesus.
I
Like
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:)Genuine witherin..
:)Genuine witherin..
i t h
o u g ht
u w oul d
m a r t in
th a nk
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u
Hello Keonaa
You reckon?
Thanks for dropping by;)
cheers
Creative!
Thanks Hawk
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