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Apr 2018
the church peaks over the trees the grass is long but a light  shade of green, The birds seek food then they fly away.
looking out there's not one cloud in the sky. The moon can be seen ever so wide I look up for answers of what to do with my life.
Written by DSMITH
Written by
daryll smith  milton keynes
(milton keynes)   
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