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Mar 2013
I want to find her,
This angel looking woman,
will i find this girl?

She saunters the streets
like a leaf blown by the winds,
only to pass me

Her shimmering smile,
surpasses all known in time,
surely, I will find her
Leon Hart
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Leon Hart  N.Y.C
(N.Y.C)   
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   R, st64 and Ann Beaver
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