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The birds chirping The wind blowing The sun shinning The clouds flying And my train of thought it's at it's awaited pitstop My mind flying My heart pumping My lungs breathing My eyes closing And my soul going up and looking down at me from a cloud
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
My day in the pond
The birds chirping The wind blowing The sun shinning The clouds flying And my train of thought it's at it's awaited pitstop My mind flying My heart pumping My lungs breathing My eyes closing And my soul going up and looking down at me from a cloud
juan-manuel-romero
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
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