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Nov 2016
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leaves like tiny people dance beside the curb
and I just stare, wishing my enthusiasm matched theirs,
these cold castaways have more life than I.
CastorPolydeuces
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CastorPolydeuces  Montana
(Montana)   
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   Lora Lee
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