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One day a few of us went up to the hills to watch the sun set over the bay and this was the view. The spider-webbed etchings of a bridge in the distance is the Golden Gate. Berkeley is in the foreground and San Francisco is across the bay. This is a good place and I miss it tonight.
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its missing you. your name is scrawled in the clouds that are about to roll in.
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