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Jan 2022
I don't really write,
I confess,
I don't know who you are, you don't know who I am,
Like two lonely strangers sharing a breath,
Eyes that stare, and look away,
There was a thoughtless second,
Of being together.
Strawberry Pilgrim
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Strawberry Pilgrim  121/in space somewhere
(121/in space somewhere)   
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   Sarah Spencer, Brett and Heather
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