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Sep 2014
It can be written again. wrung like water from linen, shook, spread, and lined. ***** secrets can be cleaned. no one would ever know, the piece he took. as the sheets hang in the wind. baked by the sun.
Yvette
Written by
Yvette  Philly
(Philly)   
353
   Erenn and Orlando D Allen
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