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Mar 2017
I'm here watching the wind blow the leaves right off the pavement
Wondering what it would feel like to be lifted an carried away in a breeze
Wondering who would want to catch me before I go
Believing no one would notice but everyone would care
We are not what the world beats us to be
Just simply someone trying to be something..
RhiannonMystique
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RhiannonMystique  Iowa, Burlington
(Iowa, Burlington)   
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