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Mar 2014
Flag me where you might fine me.
Running by with my love in shackles.
No cure for now.
I  keep heading and hiding this unlucky heart.
My love and just I.
We are stuck I guess.
Dianne Guerrero
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Dianne Guerrero  San Diego Ca
(San Diego Ca)   
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