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May 2013
AlL around me i see people
with painted faces
and glIttering clothing trying
much too hard to be
perfect.
but whAt they don't know is that I can see the
cRacks
creeping ever so slowly
across their whitewashed
porcelain
faceS.
UHG
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UHG  America
(America)   
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