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Jan 2016
Smokey Hollow;
It was a just a dead end road.

I fell in love with a girl,
who lived in the only house on the left.

But our love was dead end,
just like her road.

I used to love a girl,
who lived in the only house on the left.

Until our love dead ended,
Just like her road.
Carlie Richardson
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Carlie Richardson  24/F/Georgia, USA
(24/F/Georgia, USA)   
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