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Nov 2012
I miss the skin of my youth
Covered in freckles and dirt
My hair
Free and tangled and long
My nails
Ripped and plain
My eyes
Curious and bright
My lips
Cracked and honest
I miss the smile of my youth
Brilliant and simple and real
Written by
Alexandra Seymour
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   Eulalie
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