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Feb 2014
11:30pm
2-7-14

Anxiety pools at my feet in a youthful way
A grin left from right and a gift that’s a breath of
Experiences
Compassion at its peak and a ******* smile at its right
Demanding its play in war
“I see everything.”
My shoulders are dripping in the deepest way possible.
Rose
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Rose
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   --- and claire elisabeth
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