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Feb 2022
Old Oak
Sunsets on barren land,
Fallen branches in the sand,
Our old oak stump and,
My cold heart comes to an end.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  23/M/Idaho
(23/M/Idaho)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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