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Jul 2014
The ocean will always whisper to
me it's sea salt kisses,
The moon hung high above it,
Seeing all my ***** and forgottens,
We looked for trouble all night,
Slept when the sun came up,
I felt like a child again.
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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