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Oct 2014
I gazed at my reflection in the grime covered mirror
knots of raven hair frame an ivory face
I was once told I was beautiful
that it was a gift
But i just wish
I blended in
My vibrant green eyes make being invisible a hopeless task.
this a little bit from a story im writing
young poet
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   --- and stΓ©phane noir
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