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Winding roads unwind my soul. They never get old, their secrets untold. Rays of Sun make me come undone. A fire that's come and never has gone.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
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Winding roads unwind my soul. They never get old, their secrets untold. Rays of Sun make me come undone. A fire that's come and never has gone.
judith-a
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
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