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May 2015
You'll find me sitting underneath the willow, beneath the sun and the sky
You'll find me daydreaming about the what if's
You'll see me gazing out at the blue ocean, thinking of all the creatures that live beneath it
You'll find me dancing happily to a song played over and over again
You'll find me note taking about the birds
You'll find me in the jungle, where the wild lives
You'll find a girl. Living
alisha donaldson
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