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Feb 2016
Breezing past the seasons,
Ocean breeze releases.
Pedaling with our knees, us,
And our music blaring, see us,
See our smiles, you can read us.
The air is there to feed us.
He pedals on like she does,
Finding happiness is there to greet us.
Amy Perry
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Amy Perry  29/F/San Diego, CA
(29/F/San Diego, CA)   
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