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Nov 2015
My body is an orchard
Pluck the fruits of my labors
Feast on the life i have grown
They were raised with water and light
And the cool of the earth
Waiting for someone like you
To steal from me like a child
Wide eyed and searching
I have no remorse, all i can do
is grin wide from cheek to cheek
I'm thankful for you
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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