There's a wind blowing through my mind, stirring up the dead leaves, that have piled up waiting for the guy with the rake to take them home. - Post by BeatMeter on Boldomatic

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There's a wind blowing through my mind, stirring up the dead leaves, that have piled up waiting for the guy with the rake to take them home.

There's a wind blowing through my mind, stirring up the dead leaves, that have piled up waiting for the guy with the rake to take them home.

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