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Jun 2016
I'm hips and lips
******* and legs
Atop two unsteady feet
Always
Treading oppression
Tiptoeing past resembling her
Balancing on a beam
Dangling from poles
Wading through clothes
Skipping with children
Kick starting
Moving forward
My *******
Against heavy gravity
Kayla Manor
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Kayla Manor
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