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Aug 2017
Your beard ****** like thorns
your lips soft like leaves
your cheeks as red
and when you smile
you bloom
and mean it
Can a man
be a rose?
Laura Slaathaug
Written by
Laura Slaathaug  North Dakota
(North Dakota)   
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