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my crayola box
~Somewhere in my heart I'm always Dancing with you in the summer rain ~
If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.
Through rubble and trouble and dark of nightThe yawn of a dawn will hasten the light
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