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Mar 2012
Counting down,
the last seconds to the town.
Sitting, looking back,
on the past.
Those times were a blast.

Seeing clearly now,
they're bound,
to what they found.

Opening eyes,
curious minds.
Just to find,
answers in time.
Nicole Williamson
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