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notes of night

eyes up, lashes open. I'm looking at stars speckling the the sky right above us, instead of our normal stock placed in these phone stuck in our hands. Clean air sweeps the lungs. There's a want to sing this full moon up together. throw our notes together and just be free. lets dance, shall we?


An ode to fragile lights.



Pretty Woman by Lo Noom





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Jacob Bennett
Jacob Bennett
Mar 15, 2021

Putting down the phone is currently my life’s work

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Katie Baumeister
Katie Baumeister
Mar 05, 2021

Head up and beyond ☁️

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