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Clouds, Kids, Love and Soul

The mournful clouds oppress my soul. Of course, we have to presume: A- I have a soul and B – If I have, could it be oppressed. But it’s better than saying, ‘I’m sick of the rain,’ isn’t it? I … Continue reading

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