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Dec 2020
You shouldnt do everything you want to do
From a far the mountions look so grand.
Up close you can smell flowers dew.
Curves, nooks, and crannies,
Everything beyond my hands
Those are my dreams.
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Tenant  M/Denver
(M/Denver)   
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     ---, Bogdan Dragos and Nazanin
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