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FLY ME BACK HOME
The rain’s silvery teardrops spill into the bucket of sunshine.
Did you see how I looked into your eyes?!
The sun’s rays are back in the pail.
I smile.
Did you see how I looked into your eyes?!
The sun’s rays are back in the pail.
I smile.
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