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Apr 2014
A thousand different faces with the same hollow smile
Etched onto skin so thin it might just tear.
A quivering voice to match shaking hands
That hold on just a little too tight
With the willingness to let go.
Sorry for terrible title, suggestions are welcome.
Alice Baker
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Alice Baker
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