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Mar 2018
there is nothing like the breath of spring
of fresh fallen rain and blooming flowers
the sweet tune of songbirds
calls me out the door
sometimes i find myself wondering
why flowers bloom
and the names of the stars  
the trouble is
you’ll never find the answers
if you always stay indoors
-k.j.c
Kelsey Chupp
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Kelsey Chupp  21/F/here there everywhere
(21/F/here there everywhere)   
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