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Predictive text poem/postcard two

Dear George,

The first time since the beach, boys are not allowed.
Kate reported that freedom isn’t the hours but the time.
Dear friend, to use the world you need to be loving.

The first place for beads in Israel is going to be in my hometown library.
The green building council and I don’t agree.
God bless the hours when I was there.

-Love, Fred

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