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Nov 2020
Dear Future Teller
Stop telling on me
Let the birds yell
Allow the hens to roost, play, and be eaten
Watch as the sun rises and sets
No set backs
Come ups
Back down for the count
Quack
Toya
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Toya  34/F/Philly
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