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Mar 2016
Fame seemed just out of reach --
Across the bay, mere miles away
Her senses privy to the charm,
Head brimming with alarm
For she knew she’d never
Make it through
(But why stop dreaming?)
Nora
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Nora  MA -> LA
(MA -> LA)   
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