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Aug 2016
In bed I woke.
My spirit laid at my side.
It was wriggling and jiggling.
My spirit wanted it's refreshment.
In the land that's called outside.
My spirit is over the hill.
My spirit has gorgeous name.
My spirit's name is Blue.
She's nearly seven and she is my personal heavenly spirit.
Giving comfort when she's near.
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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