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Apr 2019
It's immaterial
what we give to
each other

It does not come
with a price tag
and cannot be bought

It is soul bound
unseen

it's what is brewing
inside of you that counts
while no one looking
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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