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Oct 2011
Oh when that smell penetrates your senses,
Your mind will retreat
Back to that time,
That time when you were calm, happy, and free
And when you smell that smell and your eyes open to see,
See ugly torn down dreams…
What a fool you’ve found yourself to be.
Renata Jackson
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Renata Jackson  Dallas, Tx
(Dallas, Tx)   
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