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With a voice so candid, that feels like scratching the paint off my canvas of you, I am left, trying to see beauty in anything All I see, are images of you blessing the world with your ability to be a part of it.
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Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
You and The World
With a voice so candid, that feels like scratching the paint off my canvas of you, I am left, trying to see beauty in anything All I see, are images of you blessing the world with your ability to be a part of it.
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Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
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