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Jun 2015
Breeze blowing through
Old, rusty wind chimes
I'll always love the sound
No matter how much time goes by
No matter what season
Rain, snow or shine
Just a little breeze
Is all they need
To create a setting
So calm and serene
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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