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May 2014
AND YOU LOOK AT HER LIKE YOU LOOK AT THE CLOUDS BECAUSE YOU ARE SO EMPTY LIKE THE KETTLE THAT WAS ONCE FILLED WITH THE TEA I MADE FOR YOU WHEN WE WERE IN LOVE
Alice Lionel
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Alice Lionel  pennsylvania
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