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Dec 2015
It gets better, i promise it does,
It rises and falls, like the setting sun
Happiness accompanies sadness on most of the days,
But one without the other, is darkness, or rays.
It will get better, i promise you that,
you will soon feel three dimensional,
and no longer flat
My name is Sophia
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My name is Sophia  Unites States
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   Tin Joshua Pham
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