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Oct 2014
Send a postcard,
Don't forget where we left off
The nights under the pier,
Tides that crept up our ankles,
kissed the sand we loved so dearly,
I wish you were here,
The sun doesn't set the same
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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