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I'm envious of the sun, fore it gets to kiss your face through window glass, first thing in the morning. And I'm also just as greedy for the moon's ability to kiss you goodnight. But it's the hours in between, that hold your laughs and memories, that I'm jealous of the most.
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC
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I'm envious of the sun, fore it gets to kiss your face through window glass, first thing in the morning. And I'm also just as greedy for the moon's ability to kiss you goodnight. But it's the hours in between, that hold your laughs and memories, that I'm jealous of the most.
shannon-crouse
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC
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