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When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing

In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn

Oct. 14th, 2016

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Oct. 14th, 2016 08:12 pm
lilacwood: (❥ jewel)
( We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream. )
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