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May 2015
I'm addicted to the morning sun, this addiction is absolutely free...now I wait for you to shine down upon me... Where there Is sunshine there must be rain she said years ago and now filled with tears I weep for her so... She said she'd be my sunshine sadly did I not realized that I was the rain
sds
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sds  California
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