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Jul 2016
In the current, we be sailin'
Makin’ way for the settin' sun
No care for where we goin'
No thought for what we done

She be the star to guide me
She be my mornin’ sun
She be there to greet me
When my life be done
Bingley Toppet
Jenna James
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