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Nov 2018
caught in the wind
stuck in a levy
always on the border of
in between.

you are
an anchor
a brick house to call home
always pulling me down when
my kite strings start to drift too far away
stephanie
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stephanie  23/F/Maryland
(23/F/Maryland)   
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