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Jul 2021
it goes,
it's gone,
it's nowhere;
I watch honeybees dance atop
baby's breathe from a jail cell.

it's all so ******* gorgeous.
B E Cults
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B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
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   Brett and Bowedbranches
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