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 Mar 2020 Stained Glass
ok okay
It rains sometimes
So everyone huddles inside
But that is when I love to be outside
Because it is only me and the touch of an old friend
I can SCREAM
I can cry...
And just like rain
The tears dry
But all good things must come to an end
Out comes the sun
Out comes the smiles
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  **** me
 Feb 2020 Stained Glass
Natasha
Oh , what a dangerous kind of freedom....to not be into anyone other than YOU, must be so addictive and exhilarating.
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