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May 2014
Sleep well,
For the past is a
Constant burning plain
Sending smoke signals
Of worries and fears
But the future
Is a sting of wind my dear!
Let it come
And it shall set you free.

-anonymous first love
Audrey Lucille
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Audrey Lucille  kansas city
(kansas city)   
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