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Jan 2013
I had a dream that you could fly,
with clipped wings,

Despite your disadvantage,
you soared effortlessly,

And at heights,
not even the bravest could fathom,

And this my dear,
is why I truly believe,

That you are an angel,
dressed in the devils clothing.
Ehh.
Johnnie Rae
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Johnnie Rae  24/F/New Jersey
(24/F/New Jersey)   
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