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2002-09-24 @ 5:48 p.m.

smiling, laughing, a childs sticky hands, prickly cold grass, warm sunshine, and refreshing rain, my grandmothers voice, my boyfriends wiskers, sneezing, writing, kissing, singing real loud, when you dance, when you smile into a breeze you are alive kind of

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