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she walks with grace and a deep, earned sense of place she smiles and as laughs tickle at her waist others around can't help but follow in haste she has no nickname, no joke or snicker surrounding her frame no clever breadcrumbs to tell the story of how she became she simply is, and exists as a flame she has an air of peace, and a soft, subtle feeling of ease she opens her lips and as she speaks tears from his eyes begin their leaks.
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May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 8:58 AM UTC
the girl with no nickname
she walks with grace and a deep, earned sense of place she smiles and as laughs tickle at her waist others around can't help but follow in haste she has no nickname, no joke or snicker surrounding her frame no clever breadcrumbs to tell the story of how she became she simply is, and exists as a flame she has an air of peace, and a soft, subtle feeling of ease she opens her lips and as she speaks tears from his eyes begin their leaks.
lillianmay
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May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 8:58 AM UTC
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