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Apr 2017
Her skin is a peach and light and delectable
The bed is positioned far below
The man that stands in the shadows
Bends to the youth
He caresses the youth
His hands are soldiers that invaded her country
Her home, her property burned by the torch
Her eyes are filled with fear
And his with dictatorship
Lauren Cardente
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Lauren Cardente  17/F/Rhode Island
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