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*I often ask why Wondered from the depth of my soul* *Could it be that destiny hear my calls Will it shed a wish upon where water falls?* *The tilt shift of colors burned my wall And I astound, I wasn't aware at all*
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
"Wonderer"
*I often ask why Wondered from the depth of my soul* *Could it be that destiny hear my calls Will it shed a wish upon where water falls?* *The tilt shift of colors burned my wall And I astound, I wasn't aware at all*
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
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