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Feb 2019
Un
Thus wokout sayeth
the sooth

And we kniw
meent

** rise in
rocks n lines

raint by rays
unknowin

ha this sun
brite

fits in
your tiny
happiness
jar
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
217
       Jennifer Beetz, Gabriele and ---
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