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Jul 2018
Summer is wasted
on the young and
the restless
women go bare-armed
on a mission to prove
their youthful 'glow'
in floral painted dresses
that scream
"I'm pretty!"
And I sit in idleness
wondering when
Mother Nature
will make Her final move
I hate the heat of Summer.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
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