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Jul 2022
I think you were a dream
Real as anything, but I can’t have it again
You thought your eyes were like the December Pacific Ocean,
Gray
All I saw was green and deep water
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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