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Jan 2016
Clear minds open your eyes
To precious things around.
The simple gifts you always had
Are suddenly being found.

A few simple words on paper
Are written while apart.
And hoping while they read them
Will mend their broken heart.
Christina Gotsina
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Christina Gotsina  45/F/Montreal
(45/F/Montreal)   
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