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Jul 2018
Maybe I think my nose is perfect
Perhaps, this whole time,
They’ve seen it is skewed.

It’s perfect to me because my
mommy and daddy made it -
I am me because of you.

Beauty to you is religious,
It follows every rule.
I let the river run;
Words flow true or untrue.
Rose
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Rose
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     Lily and Keith Wilson
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