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Apr 2021
I long for you, and I've made you mine
How the ducklings imprint,
Like chalk stained hands,
Cracked stained glass, residual glows,
Bleeding ink of print

Forever temporarily marked
Written by
Victoria  23/F/USA
(23/F/USA)   
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