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Feb 2018
Gutter.

That is where I put my feelings.
They get poured back down and keep my head clean.

Gutter.

I noticed something.
It is clogged with leaves and twigs.
Without my gutter, I don't feel happy.

Please clean my Gutter.
Sad vibes.
Sophia S Pinedo
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Sophia S Pinedo  16/F/Oregon
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