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Oct 2017
We looked at each others hands
and studied the lines
as if they would lead us somewhere.

They almost look identical,
my life line as long as yours.
The arches
and breaks in the
typography of our skin the same,
yet you do not know where I come
from and I
do not yet know you.
lillian
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lillian  23/F/Ohio
(23/F/Ohio)   
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   Skye Marshmallow
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