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Sep 2014
I want someone to look at me the way the sky looks at the earth.
And I want to be talked to the way Jack White sings.
And I want to be loved the way my voice breaks when I read poetry.
And when you take me into your arms and when you break my bones with your words and when I explode in the heat of your touch, I love you.
Cassie Stoddard
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Cassie Stoddard  Missouri
   Alexis A and Twinkle
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