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March Winds

March winds, beauty ends... hair knots, frizzy globs... bad luck, locks stuck... sight...mirror, panicked terror... Uh oh, nesting crow!

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Date: 5/9/2019 1:11:00 AM
You have been in my house staring at me in the mornings! What?
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 5/9/2019 2:23:00 AM
What can I say, I have a tendency to leave my body too often. After I've seen my whole state, I start really traveling. Thanks again.

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