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Mar 2014
There are a million different languages
written across his face
Entire constellations have been placed
into the palms of his hands
His very existence is the greatest lie
that has ever been told
He is perfection at it's worst and sadly
I don't believe in him
anymore
Sara Lascano
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Sara Lascano  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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