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Jan 2015
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can you be my sun on a cold, grey friday morning.

can you tell me that living means something.

i don't feel like writing anything good.

i just feel tired and sad.
a wildfire
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a wildfire
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   Kaitlyn A Warnken, ---, Jay and ---
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