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~”“Oh, what are men compared to rocks and mountains?” ponders Elizabeth Bennet. “~

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How I imagine it went down


ocean snapchats

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"And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in."

Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

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until i forget that i can talk

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'Poppy Dawn' by David Dean


'Poppy Dawn' by David Dean

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