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May 2020
I wanted you to be my Autumn leaf.
Glittering gold hiding beneath.
Smiling at you, while getting cinnamon out of my teeth.
Sun warm,
cool breeze.
Hold my hand as we walk through crunchy leaves.
Cox
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Cox  20/F/Australia
(20/F/Australia)   
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   Caien Musharraf
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