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Feb 2014
She has the world at the palm of her hand,
But truly she had the world laced between her fingers,
His eyes were the moon, his eye lashes were the stars,
His mind was the Milky Way,
His hair was the green,
His bones were the blue,
His veins were the clouds,
His lips were the sun.
A simple girl with the world laced between her fingers.
Hannah Mae -Nickelle Jo
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Hannah Mae -Nickelle Jo  Indiana
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