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Once upon a time
There wasn't a day more satisfactory than today,
The eyes of the mirror were not a victim's eyes.
And a smile could catapult over every jagged ridge.
Stars given a name didn't squander the night,
Steep mountain roads called for flying feet,
and lifted arms celebrated both sun and rain.
The alarm clock was more salutary than dull sleep,
A shaka brah heart surfed the e...
Thursday 6th January 2022 11:48 pm
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