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The hinterlands are bright wheat fields
Hawkbits scream their yellow presence
Theres a carnival next Friday
advertising  young beagles for sale
What a time to be alive

6 Jul 18

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Hawkit smiles their presence lol
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hawkbit typo
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very enjoyable read
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