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[hedgehog15]

you sleep with your windows open so the smell of the forest can percolate in and flavor your dreams with evergreens and pine. in the morning, the cold from the night before grabs your chest like a vise as you unravel from your comforter cocoon into the 7am darkness. walking to class, red and gold cut-outs filter down from the treetops to fall

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[lostincandyrain]

This is lovely. Miss you!