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Oct 2015
I never had someone touch me like
I was made of glass and his touch
Made me feel like diamonds.
So sweet and it made me cry,
Tears hot and full fell down
My check, over a smile.
Resurrected, by his kind soul,
I am alive again.
Julia O'Neary
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Julia O'Neary
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   ---, --- and mark cleavenger
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