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Jan 28
of everything
you are
and lost
of everything
you ever dreamed
of every shred
of what had seemed
that was cut
from another cloth
and lost its colors
in the wash
that sticks itself
with needles and pins
and anguish cries
of might have beens
the beautiful angel
and evil twin
residing in
the same skin
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  53/F
   Traveler and Godawan
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