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Jan 2016
You are like
Smoke between
My fingers,
Like drops of
Liquid gold,
A love that my mind
Knows so well
But my hands
Can never hold.
Lillian Harris
Written by
Lillian Harris  22/F/Boston, MA
(22/F/Boston, MA)   
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