Wintertime go outside don't just see it through the blindes it's about time to look up at the sky and see how truely the world is Devine. Sky is gray the same color as her eyes say when I look into those two they speak about a lot. Nights of 5 hours of sleep then opens to school because she always look forward to learning new things. Putting more platinum into that heart until it's pure gold that's priceless and nobody really knows where it came from. It's just a name sun that shines like you from her point of view life will never be overdue to her it's just stay (tuned).
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