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Wild Horses
For My Wild Girl I do not mourn for your death You have not left this earth You are still here for me to see For me to love...
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It wasn't so long ago, so it seems when someone close to me told me I didn't have a good facial profile. I was told my nose is to... -
Sometimes a creeping sadness sets in. Sometimes I roll around in it for a bit and sometimes I try to fight it off. Usually, these episodes...
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