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Mar 2018
I know that there are times when the song on the radio
feels like it was written for you. That sometimes
you're just walking and you see someone who looks
like them but it can't be them. Yes, I know that
you have days when everything has a piece of their
spark to it. They know it too.

It's just a coincidence.
Nothing more.
But it's not...

It's love.

It's magic.

It's hope.
Bluejay
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Bluejay  20/F/California
(20/F/California)   
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     Crow, Weeping willow and Suzy
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