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When I'm the wide open sea. He is the birds that fly above me. Gracefully disseminating his warmth Across my forgotten heart. Teaching it to fly with all its might. Giving it courage and a little light To make it through the storms that Sprout In my clouds of passion.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 12:06 AM UTC
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When I'm the wide open sea. He is the birds that fly above me. Gracefully disseminating his warmth Across my forgotten heart. Teaching it to fly with all its might. Giving it courage and a little light To make it through the storms that Sprout In my clouds of passion.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 12:06 AM UTC
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