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Dec 2015
Lately, there is always
this man trying to
take something away
from me.
Big sparkly things
like my soul.
They say it has
magic in it.
Real magic
I can feel
and see with my body.
The good kind of magic
that could tip the whole wide
world in my favor.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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