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Jul 2019
The sun warms her cheeks,
and the birds and little wooden wind chimes
sing to her happy little lullabies
that harmonize along with the precious children at play on the back porch.

This year will be so much better than the last.
This is a letter to myself and i love it.
Anna
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Anna  19/F
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