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Sep 2018
Don't make sense of my madness
it's just

Hearts rushing
Senses revealed
Breathing flowing
Flowers blooming
Birds chirping

Wakening from a long sleep

New mornings
New dawns

So, don't you mind

it's just

New birth in me
New birth in me
JustJune
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JustJune  25/F
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     Willoughby, --- and Fawn
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