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Jun 2011
It Brushed My Cheek
Taste what you should in the air
Which is beauty without anything to hold
Without anything to see
Taste and feel
What is there but not in sight
Jelisa Jeffery © 2011
Jelisa Jeffery
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Jelisa Jeffery  31/F
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