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Mar 2015
freckles
that look like constellations
eyes
the color of a sea green ocean
bones
that sprout wildflowers between them
but a mind
that is torn apart
identical
to her heart
and she does not
cannot
will not
understand
that after the storm
she'll                  connect the stars
she'll                         see the crashing waves
she'll                                 feel the fields of flowers
and
she
will
be
whole
Kate Mitchell
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Kate Mitchell
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