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Oct 2021
Notice all the pull of the moon;
Like the feel of nature beneath my feet;
Build on scents with careful brew;
Flowing fate forward to tomorrow;
Reading people upon a glance;
Isolation and thought relief.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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