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Jan 2017
Standing at the water's edge
A little girl peers over the ledge
Looking deep into the water's night
Without the slightest hint of fright
Gazing at the waves alien world
With her eyes shining meekly bold
She smiles pondering her soon to be realm
An alien earth with her mind at the helm
Breeze-Mist
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Breeze-Mist  19/F/North America
(19/F/North America)   
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