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Walk Into the Sun

Iron out the corners
Buff out the kinks
Smooth out the slips
What do they think?

Or flourish all the freckles
Celebrate the fears
Commit to the laughter
And remember all the tears

You won't remember the worsts
Or any number one
So close your eyes, be yourself
And walk into the sun





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