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Aug 2012
The wind it whispers to the creatures and trees
telling of a place filled with wonderous joy.
A place where all can live as one
not a single creature better than the rest.
This place of beauty, of grace, of pure tranquility
no fear, no sorrow, no pain, or anger.
A place where everyone and everything is welcome
this place has no true name
but is known by most as Eden.
Andy Cave
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Andy Cave  27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon
(27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon)   
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