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Oct 2015
Thanks to forever! If it never comes near
A gentle breeze always pulls me there
Sets my mind and soul clear
Do we ponder or be vacant?
Is either serenity?
An answer or a meow?
To climb those stairs
john p green
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john p green  florida
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