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Aug 2011
[Doll]

I wish I could speak these
Lips will not move I am
At the mercy of all who know me

At least you will crumble I
Endure fur hundreds of years
Forgotten and alone with
My thoughts

I am locked in a porcelain mausoleum.
Samuel
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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