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Jun 2018
Pure Poetry
These words in the marrow of my bones climb their way out my fingertips
To dance their life-song out on paper
Rather than dying like a kiss on my lips
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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     Wyatt, ---, --- and BMG
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