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Nov 2018
"r"

eighteen days
until I flee this teenage body
and inhabit my fully grown one

eighteen days until I am
who I will be

she should be here to guide me through this process
but she is not and
never will be again

each day pressure is applied nearing her to her
pearly neck grave.

she will be a pearl in my daughter's heart;
Valerie Aisling

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Lana Leandoer
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