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Mar 2021
I put away the winter of my discontent
I let it scatter to the wind
I give my heart and soul to my lover
So that fences we may mend
And new life start again.
So mote it be
biche
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biche  53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land
(53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land)   
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