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Sep 2013
Jubilance manifests
In many places;
Butterflies, trees,
And children's faces.
A child, to me
Is something I won't possess.
But surrounding myself with children
Can bring me joy without the stress.
But maybe someday
My feelings won't remain stagnant.
I'll want a child's artwork
On the fridge with a magnet.
Amy Perry
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Amy Perry  29/F/San Diego, CA
(29/F/San Diego, CA)   
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