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Jul 13
When I am sad I will return to the sky.
For it is calm, cooling,
embodied with cloud- white angles reflecting the Sun’s light.
Here I am free,
no blues,
just time to breathe;
goodnight.
Goodnight/good morning to wherever you are in the world...
Cox
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Cox  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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