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Aug 2019
I wonder if the moon and all of its time sitting up on it's perch
Has given it the word so to speak.
Words of kindness that reflect off the surface and back into the hearts and minds of those who desire it's wisdom,
Rain your words down on me,
I'll take them all to heart.
not if papa sun has anything to say about it!
Jay
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Jay  18/M/Georgia
(18/M/Georgia)   
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