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Mar 2014
When you throw a plate at the ground
It breaks
And no matter how many times
You apologize
It will stay on the floor
A million little shards of ceramic
So scattered
All the sweeping in the world
Would still leave some pieces
Behind
Turquoise Mist
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Turquoise Mist
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   Rose and JSK
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