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Apr 2014
You look at me with such

distaste, “Poser,” you sneer

head up high passing by.

I don’t dress to impress though

this is just me.

I copy what I think is beautiful

and now it’s all

blended so you can think

what you want.
Sita Alaska
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Sita Alaska  Arizona
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