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Nov 2013
Think that the dolls in houses
get mad
or depressed
shoved in closets
untouched till the day they are shoved into the attic?

I opened my doll house
and all that I found
were porcelain skins
sprinkled dust
on the plastic

they got out
Christine Eglantine
Written by
Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
539
   Gibson, Chuck, Nat Lipstadt and ---
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