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Apr 2014
Who will play the river and who will play ocean?
That is to be determined, although I can stretch farther than you.

Where freshwater and saltwater meet;
that will be our special place
where love can flourish.
Biodiversity has never been lovelier.


Let's hope that no dams keep you from coming in to me
and destroy our sanctuary-
our estuary.
But you know how it is these days.
cheesy, bye
Jessie
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