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Mar 2019
box in the attic
filled with long forgotten dreams
and memories
the box is bursting with wishes and magic
open it
remember those times
remember that old skin that you shed
remember.
alice
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alice  F/where the wild things are
(F/where the wild things are)   
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     Aspen, Salmabanu Hatim and Dathan
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