Content of: When
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01/06/19 at 06:31AM
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Poetry
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When the Sun falls upon your face
and I am there to caress,
It is the most pleasant of times
for me, to find my happiness.
When the Sun falls upon your face
and I am there to caress,
It is the most pleasant of times
for me, to find my happiness.