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Feb 2015
Pasta Shell
Crouched in a pasta shell,
only air between us.
Miss you, I used to,
Before being unable to.
Defending a numb and empty heart
Seems pointless,
But I know it can still break.
Katy Allen
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Katy Allen  Shanghai, China
(Shanghai, China)   
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