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May 2020
It always comes at times when I’m feeling alright,
When I’m not really searching but I’ll always find,

Why can’t you come at times when I’m feeling all blue,
Is it because you’ll see me and I won’t see you?

I’m looking pretty clearly, no clouds in my way,
I could lay with you all day and promise I’ll stay.
Written by
Zainab
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     ---, Mona, Hamies, Breanna and gabby
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