Funny, it isn't until my second to last semester that I learn where to bind things.
The feeling of the week of finals has colors vibrant in the gray daylight. The season of wall is an interesting one, known most likely only to the south. Vibrant and gray. In a light jacket and a sea of thoughts, I chased a blue jay on my way to final number one. Three more, no less no more.
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