Amelia.
Tattoos. Junk food. Tye die. Smoke.
Busy bees never find a way to the ground. The sky is forever, and so we ascend accordingly.
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Amelia.
Tattoos. Junk food. Tye die. Smoke.
Busy bees never find a way to the ground. The sky is forever, and so we ascend accordingly.
