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Jun 2019
when she is sad
the sky cries

i dont know why this happens
but it happens everytime

the sky is her eyes
and when she weeps
the sky does too

but when she is happy
the sky is blue
the sun is the most gorgeous golden color
and shines almost as bright as her
axel
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axel  16/F/South Carolina
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