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In light their feet always comes against morning They rise having bed peacefully though only nearing evening She will spin hope with dance And His shape believes exuberant sleep is his favorite Charm sizzles all the room smoother than polished gloss paint Enjoying the fresh warm drink with good music They laugh broad aware of delicate pride Like the world it can be
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:39 PM UTC
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In light their feet always comes against morning They rise having bed peacefully though only nearing evening She will spin hope with dance And His shape believes exuberant sleep is his favorite Charm sizzles all the room smoother than polished gloss paint Enjoying the fresh warm drink with good music They laugh broad aware of delicate pride Like the world it can be
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:39 PM UTC
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