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Mar 23
Living not surviving
I think you live
To be grateful
To laugh until death
To clear your vision
And see
That mountains are the way they are
To fall
And climb
Every day
Again
When you try and try
But the eye can’t reach the sky
Remember
Each step is one
Remember
Don’t forget the warmth you get
From souls you’ve met
Amber
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Amber  16/F/The Netherlands
(16/F/The Netherlands)   
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     Mary Huxley, rick and uv
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