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Nov 2018
there are rivers of fire
under her pale skin
and every time
she opens her eyes
she pours light
into this dark
lonely universe
she's fragile,
but she's magic.
Written by
Lynne  17/F
(17/F)   
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         purple heart, caroline, Ailsa, Em MacKenzie, Gods1son and 3 others
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