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Jun 2020
Eyes closed; as
My fingers gently glide across.

These Mountains of records;
Scattered every which way.

Breathe in,
As I browse throughΒ Β 
every artist...

That has changed the world. ❀️
Jessica B
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Jessica B  31/F
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