sadsams
Right now I'm thinking of what a forgot to do then. When I'm going to do that later, but not what I'm doing now. Forgot how to live. Live in the now.
The sound of leaves crunching beneath my feet. The sound ice makes in a glass when you add warm liquid. Waking up before 10.
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