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Apr 2014
I'm sitting here
Listening to music,
Sitting outside
And enjoying
That for once,
I'm not worrying about anything

And I get to
Clear my mind
And not think
About anything
Except the stars
That hang,
Or float,
Or however they stay
In the tidal wave colored
Sky.

-e.w.
Emma
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Emma
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   Joshua Haines and Miriam
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