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father built of the finest stone and breathing wood my anchor in rough waters you do not let me fly you do not let me drown father built of the softest down and bluest eyes my anchor my anchor
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 11:16 AM UTC
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father built of the finest stone and breathing wood my anchor in rough waters you do not let me fly you do not let me drown father built of the softest down and bluest eyes my anchor my anchor
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 11:16 AM UTC
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