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Apr 2014
the tree was gone but its shade remained.  he told her the war had a humble middle.  they bathed together in a mattress on top of the shade.  they agreed to avoid the uselessness of their youth by forgiving animals.  she had been a writer.  he would be a bed of one nail.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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