Jun18
When I was young the field behind our house seemed like an infinity of grass to my young eyes, I loved to wander, run and tunnel through it and feel free.
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When I was young the field behind our house seemed like an infinity of grass to my young eyes, I loved to wander, run and tunnel through it and feel free.
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