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in my father's home tucked into a closet stands a lovely doll a dress that spilled over the edge of the armoire that she perched upon dimming light cast a soft twinkle in her eyes, a shimmer in her hair I yearned to be like her until her façade cracked and she looked like me
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 8:06 AM UTC
Porcelain
in my father's home tucked into a closet stands a lovely doll a dress that spilled over the edge of the armoire that she perched upon dimming light cast a soft twinkle in her eyes, a shimmer in her hair I yearned to be like her until her façade cracked and she looked like me
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27/F/Texas
May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 8:06 AM UTC
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