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Jan 2019
I told him I loved her
He said to let her go,
Give her up to the wind
Her heart is hers to know.
Don't weep...Don't cheer...
But watch.
Does her light deem or glow?
Does she soar like a freed bird,
Or does she boomerang your throw?
Salsa AK
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Salsa AK  31/M/MD
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   Hilda and Em MacKenzie
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