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(poems go here) I ate PB&J and cookies and milk and candy on Halloween and hamburgers and hot dogs and not vegetables and cupcakes at Hartney’s party and went to the beach and built sandcastles and moats and walls and holes and skipped rocks and climbed rocks and threw rocks all the way to the third buoy and swam to the raft and jumped off and touched the bottom of the sea and touched a moon jelly and swam back and got tired and laid in the sand and asked God if I could fly and He said yes
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