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with out you I am. it's a great nostalgic work. it's a nice piece.
glad to see you back again
Cloudy skies obscure your view, A slight breeze moves the clouds, Letting in the sun-shine open up a broken sky.A sight of blue shines through: A warm breeze caresses your face, Making you feel at ease.Reminding you of the days gone by,