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Jun 2013
My baby brother's gone off
on a plane
to way, way down South
He left too early for me to realize
that I
was worried

I've flown alone before
but he;
he's so independent
and that sort of thing can lead to trouble
So now he's off and away
learning how to shoot down jets in Alabama
I hope my air force kid
doesn't get lost
Christine Eglantine
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Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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