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Dec 2013
if only my ribs were an
xylophone for melodies

maybe if I had venus
dimples and a smooth curve

perhaps a space between
thighs for fears to fall through

wishing for a dip
between my hips

food
Julia
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Julia  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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