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255 · Apr 2014
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Patrick Conlin Apr 2014
I see a gold field
I smell the fresh scent of spring
I taste mcnuggets
168 · Apr 2014
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Patrick Conlin Apr 2014
I see through windows
Tall green trees with arms outstretched
The woods are calling

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