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Dec 2014
There are specks of dust in the air.
In the grand scheme of things
-if you believe in such a thing-
they matter not.
A speck only rides the slight churn of the air.
A speck of dust is nothing.
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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