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Oct 2013
You see the whitest sliver of my personality
and call it my everything.
from each glance you
discover a New world of grievances,
proclaiming deftly that you
have found out my deepest secrets,
my façade,
my hidden purposes.

But really-
It was just a glance.
Laurel Elizabeth
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Laurel Elizabeth
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