Hidden Socks
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Description: There are many times that I looked back and I saw people that I accidentally bumped on on the street and I saw them dust their shoulders off something like dust probably from me, probably from the sadness and sorrow that's tangled in my hair ever since I was little and I really wish it was gone maybe it'll go away now that you're smiling at me maybe it'll go away. ~ a surreal portrait of a woman with autumn flowers on her head
