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Dec 2015
Poetry and artistic expression,
make me feel so vulnerable.
The pseudonyms hide my blushes.
from a juxtaposed complexion pale,

Set sail in to the blank page.
Making waves on those contoured lines.
the island of design is on the horizon,
yet it changes state each time we arrive.

iā€™m not surprised,
bashful,
tactically sound.
the waters are calm,
but iā€™m anxious,
until my feet feel solid ground.
hide away
Got Guanxi
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Got Guanxi  London - England
(London - England)   
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   Alyssa Underwood, bex and ---
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