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Apr 2014
Icicles Dance
Send me the wind
Heard all over.
Autumn is soon
Her heart will change
My time is short
I can't argue anymore
Someday, all we have will be dust
Where does that leave us?
Jake Espinoza
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Jake Espinoza  Ann Arbor
(Ann Arbor)   
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