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Jun 2014
our first meeting was

a summer drizzle
a cool breeze
a huge forest,

and you
sitting on
that tree,
laughing.
(time
and time
again
you would tell me
that i
should wake up

and that i
did not
belong there
with you)
cv
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cv  in neverland.
(in neverland.)   
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