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Aug 26
No matter what I do
I can’t stop the mental vibration
that comes and goes as you
What was a soul like mine supposed to do
When it crossed paths
With a correspondence like this one?
It rang like home
and sounded like me
Lydia
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Lydia  29/F/smalltown
(29/F/smalltown)   
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