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Feb 2015
The clock ticks while your once soft tight skin sags around the corners of your mouth.
The smooth feeling of your forehead now aligned with the signature of age.
My eyes stay fixed with your lovely brown as you grey.
I will always love you.
A bit more personal
Nina Campos
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Nina Campos  21/F/ILLINOIS
(21/F/ILLINOIS)   
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