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Jul 2018
baby yellow rays of sun
fresh from sleep they wake
and shine softly upon
the crusted snow
crystals crunch beneath my boots
like a crème brûlée
D Baby Bey
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D Baby Bey  26/M/U.S.A
(26/M/U.S.A)   
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