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Sep 2016
She went on her way
A letter on her hand
Headed straight she was
She's focused on the bin

She stand there staring
The letter on her hand
Second thoughts it was
But the purpose remain

She tossed it with a slide
The letter on her hand
It was falling like a rock
Then it hit like a splash

She went on her way
Headed straight on
She's focused elsewhere
With the letter in the bin
Nath
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Nath
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   ryn and Elizabeth Squires
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