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March 14, 2019
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John
(non-registered)
I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in...
Lovely shadow in the snow
Beth
(non-registered)
SO pretty!
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Paula Banks