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Oct 2014
It was then I noticed
staring at our Gmail back grounds;
his being dark wood,
mine being the gentle ocean,
that we would not last.
I am a free spirit roaming the world and him?... he is a tree.. stuck in the same place.
Barkley Layne
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Barkley Layne  Florida Keys (Wonderland)
(Florida Keys (Wonderland))   
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   ---, Kaitlyn Marie and Ocean Blue
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