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Blood and bone--are we not the same? I ask. I am her; she is me. Why is she looking up While I look down? She in rags. I, in a dress.
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Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 6:03 PM UTC
In Her Smile
Blood and bone--are we not the same? I ask. I am her; she is me. Why is she looking up While I look down? She in rags. I, in a dress.
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Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 6:03 PM UTC
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