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Mar 2016
The wind dances about
me
the Sun warms my
eyelids as I look down
at my shoes
it's
chilly but
the beer makes it
okay
the singer is
gentle and
maybe these phones have
value after all and
I am in
love
James Walker
Written by
James Walker  28/M/USA
(28/M/USA)   
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