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Dec 2012
She is a warm summers breeze on the back of my neck
She is the ****** of laughter echoing through the halls
She is the smell of rain just after it showers
She is a flower of the most exotic kind
She is silence in its best moments
She is art made from the finest hands
She is the color blue, rich and beautiful
She is the answer to the longing i have
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
(somewhere in the midwest)   
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