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I sit on top of my roof with my eyes closed allowing the wind to blow me away to a place that has not been discovered.
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
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I sit on top of my roof with my eyes closed allowing the wind to blow me away to a place that has not been discovered.
britney-marie
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
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