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Sep 2020
The sunlit
I’m flying high
Watching the world on fire
We reflect off of the sun
Rising up everyday
Settling down in the evening
It’s odd but we dream all night
The life we will always not live
Till the morning arrives
We then become the stars we’d admire
The sunlit
So I’m singing with it
Bullet
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     Imran Islam, Jen, Lexie, ---, Acora and 1 other
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