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Dec 2018
I bet when you smile it seem like the sun doesn’t exist, I bet when you cry the angels roar in the  abyss, I bet when you die the clouds an stars will cry, I bet when you cry soft feathered birds wipe your eyes
Bored lol
Kevarie O Leslie
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Kevarie O Leslie  New York, NY, 10036
(New York, NY, 10036)   
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