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i am but a child with my eyes closed believing i am invisible cloaked in my own curiosity i tiptoe over sentences and ask about big words like what does ************ mean? My mother told me don't ask for it What is it? How do I paint my nails red without smearing the Polish? When i felt (becoming a woman) run down my legs along went my wonder, childlike My body was now poetic in the way it wrote verses across the pad
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
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i am but a child with my eyes closed believing i am invisible cloaked in my own curiosity i tiptoe over sentences and ask about big words like what does ************ mean? My mother told me don't ask for it What is it? How do I paint my nails red without smearing the Polish? When i felt (becoming a woman) run down my legs along went my wonder, childlike My body was now poetic in the way it wrote verses across the pad
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
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