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Radiant Years

The wind blows 62 years of believing the cat with mottled ears slips through the rose bush The child within me would like to swing from the Chandeliers The past songstress are a wiki obituary This was my yesteryear and the friends I have known have gone away

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Date: 12/31/2024 6:10:00 AM
I'm wit ya Antony. 63 going on who knows what. My parents gone. A sister gone. Who's next? And yet there were some radiant years. Or maybe semi-radiant anyway
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