Anonymous 12:39 pm, 23 Apr 18
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Anonymous 1:08 am, 24 Apr 18
Summer by John Denver - Silently the morning mist is lying on the water, captive moonlight waiting for the dawn.
Softly like a baby's breath, a breeze begins to whisper.
The sun is coming quick you must be gone


Smiling like a superstar the morning comes in singing, the promise of another sunny day.
Anonymous 12:11 pm, 24 Apr 18
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