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Oct 2021
I'm going to delve deep into the woods, and let falling leaves land on me.
So if anyone asks where I went, tell them I'm under a dying oak tree.
It's peaceful here.
My best friend's a deer.
Where on Earth would I rather be?
Zoe Mae
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Zoe Mae  40/F/Massachusetts
(40/F/Massachusetts)   
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