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May 22
I'll see you next someday,
Passive but free,
I'll meet you where the
Clouds turn to trees.

I'll see you next someday,
Wearing naked honesty,
I'll meet you deep in the
Wastelands of tranquility.
Spicy Digits
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Spicy Digits  35/F/Australia
(35/F/Australia)   
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