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the little villager
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she swore they were right there
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lyrical
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this is where we will sleep
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and when the morning comes, we will step outside
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the remains of what we used to be were taken away with the lightest breeze
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"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky."
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Lose yourself.
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we weren't quite sure if the storm followed us or if we followed the storm
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This picture reminds me of Sufjan Stevens for some reason.
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nobody lives to be 300 years old
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the woods have wires
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GATHER 'ROUND
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yes, i remember
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another re-post.
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re-post. just because.