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Apr 1
If heaven is a place
I pray it is
Right outside my door
Stepping outside
Under the shade of the trees
With spring sun shining
Through the petals
Of the most vivid flowers
The cool, crisp air
Refreshing and relaxing
The only place
I’ve ever truly been able to escape
What lies beyond my door
Felicity Paris
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Felicity Paris  17/F/RI
(17/F/RI)   
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