It's never been more perfect being alive. I'm not alright, but I'm sunny with a high of 75. I want to wake up kicking and screaming cause I've been sleeping in for days. Who I am hates who I've been, so I'm never going back to OK. These thoughts run through my head ...God's not finished with me yet.
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First Capital Lights and now Nevertheless.
NOOO!!!!!
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