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Mar 2011
I want to be exposed.

Peel back my ribs and show you my pumping, bleeding heart.

I want you to see everything that I am.

Walk the shores of my mind.  

Picking up and turning over every thought and memory you wish like shells and pebbles on the beach.
Written by
Ashley Sandstrom
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