Text race history for they used to say we would not make it (hinduism)

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She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.

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1270 2019-05-23 14:11:18 79.53 97%