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Oct 2013
breaking into form
by the palm of my hands-
two illusions.
illusions which fall through the cracks
of a grip that wasn't built to last
how many times do you out live the past?
kara lynn bird
Written by
kara lynn bird  Boston
(Boston)   
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   Rhea Nadia
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