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May 2015
The water
From the faucet
Cleanses the dirt
From my pores
But it cannot sink in
Past my skin
To purify
My soul.
Lillian Harris
Written by
Lillian Harris  22/F/Boston, MA
(22/F/Boston, MA)   
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