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Dec 2017
You could make me bald, make me skinless, make me boneless, make me ugly. You could shape me in molds of your choice, you could take out my eyeballs and my vocal chords. You could damage me whole and think you have won but you can never stop me from dancing - this is where I reign.



- LynnAA
5/12/2017
Lynn Al-Abiad
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Lynn Al-Abiad
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