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Oct 2014
The windows open wide
New England crept on in,
Dandelions bent under feet,
Cleansed in the morning dew,
What is this place?
The waters are calm here,
let us stay awhile,
Just until the daisies bloom
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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