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Sep 2014
Morning
When the sun brushes the lip of the earth
The rays reach out to grasp the clouds
And pull the day into the world.
Olivia L
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Olivia L  Earth, Apparently
(Earth, Apparently)   
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   em and Karl Franssen aka Bryson Flegg
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