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Dec 2014
Tight black dress,
she grew up too fast,
repeated history,
it barley missed me,
little kettle keep boiling,
hold the steam in stream,
you break in the wrong place,
but its okay,
broken and used,
belittled and abused,
the one you don't expect will always love you.
Jean Sullivan
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Jean Sullivan  21/F/Traverse City
(21/F/Traverse City)   
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