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Her voice rings through the plains, Loud, unsullied, strong, Telling the Stories with words, No book had the spine to tell.
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC
music to my ears
Her voice rings through the plains, Loud, unsullied, strong, Telling the Stories with words, No book had the spine to tell.
Another sporadic post.
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC
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