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Dec 2017
I stood in the wind and I could smell myself
I liked it
It was heady
I caught myself on the wind and it was good
I turned and walked away and was sad that it was only me that caught it
smile

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Debra in Silence
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Debra in Silence
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     --- and Traveler
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