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Sep 2019
I wear many faces.
Skull-grin stiff and smiling,
they present a kaleidoscope,
a re-fractured, glass-shattered
symbolic representation.
Here’s to piecing it all together,
to the hope that one day
the snake-skin masks
will all shed.
Sept 2019
elizabeth leone laird
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elizabeth leone laird  25/F/north of nowhere
(25/F/north of nowhere)   
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