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I have a friend she plucks poetry from trees and memory. I look out for her, listen out for her songs. She is a poet my sister a songster a person I love.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
My Sister, A Poet/
I have a friend she plucks poetry from trees and memory. I look out for her, listen out for her songs. She is a poet my sister a songster a person I love.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
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