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May 2013
You told me once that I look like Audrey Hepburn
And walk like Katharine
That I am, in every way, a creature of another world.
They want, you said, gesturing widely around you,
the smallest pastoral pleasures: clothes, money, husbands
You, you said, looking at me, only me
"You want romance,
the Stars.
I would run my own feet raw looking for every treasure in the universe
to lay at yours"
Cara Anna
Written by
Cara Anna  New Joisey
(New Joisey)   
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