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Oct 2014
When I look up in the sky
I can see my self fly
Its like a butterfly
Beauty color heart as flow
When I look down
Low I can see it snow as snow white dances in the night so beautiful so bright
Sparkles threw the night
Lovely
ashlee allee
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ashlee allee  Webb city
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