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I have a feeling. This feeling is different. Sometime I can hear this feeling. Do you hear it. Do u. I guess not. I wish I could tell what this feeling is. I think its a good, but it has it bad times to. Sometime I sit and watch people all day walking up and down the street driving or even riding a bike. Then I hear that sound of that feeling anyone else can't hear. Then I realize that is the unheard sound of life.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
THE FEELING THAT IS UNHEARD
I have a feeling. This feeling is different. Sometime I can hear this feeling. Do you hear it. Do u. I guess not. I wish I could tell what this feeling is. I think its a good, but it has it bad times to. Sometime I sit and watch people all day walking up and down the street driving or even riding a bike. Then I hear that sound of that feeling anyone else can't hear. Then I realize that is the unheard sound of life.
Life is gold cherish it
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
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