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Jul 2014
To be buried alive, what a fright!
I'd rather fly a kite.
Have the wind blow through my hair.
Then have my s'more taken by a bear.
Why am I so off track?
Seems to always happen to me and that's a fact.
Angelique Paolucci
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Angelique Paolucci  27/F
(27/F)   
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   Pax, Raj Arumugam and Raven
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