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Dec 2015
Sometimes I don't recognise
my own frayed edges; that pale
painted-faced girl slung on the
mirror's edge, the shadow I have become.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.       16.12.2015
Isobel G
Written by
Isobel G  25/F/Australia
(25/F/Australia)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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