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Apr 2013
Your Father Must Have Been A Theif,
He Must've Caused The World Much Grief,
For He Stole Stars From Our Very Skys,
And Put Them Inside Your Blue-Grey Eyes,
Pheewww What A Relief
It Was Supposed To Be Somewhat Witty.. But I Am No Match To The Witty People Here (Dieing Embers)... Hope You Enjoyed!
Sydney Victoria
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Sydney Victoria  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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