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Quietly awaiting the next word to be played in my mind, quarrels of laughter and despair intertwine as my heart filters the wine i haven't had intoxicating what already holds that thing called time.... oh i wanna belt out a tickle that starts so far within a cry echoing through those vines of feelings .... where is my Sunshine? A brilliance of rays that cleanses in the rain, oh what a shame, even myself i cannot tame... smile or tears, my chose my blame🤔
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