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May 2015
As the night turns to day,
             the birds chirp away;
             busy people facing a busier day.
             Clear blue sky; bright blue eyes, gloomy day.
             Lost without reason - in a positive way.
             Happy children - laughing, crying, and screaming as they play
             By the time we stop, look and listen - its too late.
             These negative thoughts keep us astray.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Cecil Miller and Erenn
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