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Sep 2
The rain marries, and washes away my tears
Fresh faced, dew drops replace bitter fears.
The suns kiss,
Steady, strong and warm
Reignites my hope,
Clears my inward storm.
The wind runs,
Like fingers through my hair.
Mother nature loves me, when no one else is there.
D Baby Bey
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D Baby Bey  26/M/U.S.A
(26/M/U.S.A)   
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   BipolarBear
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