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Mar 2017
Early bird, early bird.
The sun comes out to play.
At 5:58.
In the morning rise, I can see my life change everyday.
Oh so cold, oh so cold.
The morning breeze.
Thank you air for helping me.
Jasmine Reid
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Jasmine Reid  19/F/Australia
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