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Mar 2014
Fake plastic trees,
dreams
New York, 19
& on her knees

In some ratty
batshit crazy
motel
on the east end of town

But pity,
do not judge her.

For she is simply
desperate
broke
& naΓ―ve .

She knows not
the beauty
beyond the life
on these sin-ridden

New York City streets
Natasha
Written by
Natasha  25/F/here, there & everywhere
(25/F/here, there & everywhere)   
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