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Apr 10
Doesnt matter
The size you wear
The size you are
The colour of your skin
The colour of your hair
The colour of your eyes
The way you talk
The way you walk
The way you hear
The way you see
The way you love
The way you cry
The way you sleep
They way you live
They way you are sick
How much money you have
Or even they way you died
Only thing different is that when we bleed the blood is one colour red.
Written by
tina lombardo  36/F/Kentville ns
(36/F/Kentville ns)   
   Katja Pullinen
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