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Nov 2014
I run my finger across my lips.
They used to be soft and delicate
but this cold has frozen them.
My heart and my lips
seem to be chapped.
Liz And Lilacs
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Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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     Sylvia Frances Chan, Rj and Erenn
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