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Feb 2011
I see the world through glass.

Glass that reflects who I am.
Glass that guides my every movement.
Glass that keeps me from believing.

And only breaks when pain comes,
                                                                      
                           forcing reality.
Sierra Martin
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Sierra Martin  20/F/Texas
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