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underneath the leaves where the blackbirds turn blue, if there’s room for me, there's room for you. place your ear to the ground, you hear a voice, it sings the song the whole night long. i am the melody of a fallen tree, what comes between you and me. so sadly transient, you could never guess it could be so easy to see.

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001; [14 Aug @ 12:10am]
Oh, really -

I can't -

This is utterly absurd-


Today was a ridiculously horrendous fine day, I hope everyone else found it pleasurable.

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hexed private to the potters and longbottoms )
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