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			<familyName>Pivko</familyName>
			<formatted>Erica Pivko</formatted>
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		<aboutMe>Doubleblossomstowaway

Once upon a time 
Back when I was wee 
My home away from home 
Was a double blossom crabapple tree 

On warm spring days 
For hours in it&apos;s boughs I&apos;d sit 
Tiny friends always brought along 
To sing, talk, play, and read a little bit 

Among branches long ago and far away 
Pink blooms that smelled of wine 
This name pays homage 
To the best of times</aboutMe>
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