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Mar 22
if I lived
in a wide and expansive
field of cherries
I would wade out
walk the field
cut the cud
stay out all night
until I found
my friend laurence
there are bunches of cherries
everywhere
but , come on
let me be honest
Laurence's
are a little bit more
rare
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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