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it's cool and sunny, cloudy and bright, the breezy park is joy. the sun goes in the sun return, return its glorious hold. don't care what gone, don't care to come, my lungs are filled with green my eyes is close my face is warm. this, oh this, is life.
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Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 10:44 AM UTC
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it's cool and sunny, cloudy and bright, the breezy park is joy. the sun goes in the sun return, return its glorious hold. don't care what gone, don't care to come, my lungs are filled with green my eyes is close my face is warm. this, oh this, is life.
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Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 10:44 AM UTC
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