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Dec 2012
Rise up this morning.
Smiled with the rising sun.Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep.

Singing sweet song.
A melody pure and true.
This is our message to you

Don't worry about a thing
Cause every little thing gonna be alright.
A touch of Marley. Simple and clear.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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