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Feb 2022
I am most alive on a warm summer night at dusk
Walking through a field of tall grass
With a warm gentle breeze blowing
Stars just starting to fill the sky
The sound of the frogs and crickets in the air
No one know Iā€™m there
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Jessica  34/F/Seattle
(34/F/Seattle)   
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