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Jul 2015
It started with a whisper I heard when the wind blew.
The words I heard were like nothing I had heard, It was like hearing something new.
So I cherish the four words that I heard; and they were
I love you blue.
Now that was koo,
I thought it through coming up with the notion that nothing in this
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