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I imagine that strangers can
see my life story -
Shaded eyes, volcanic ashes,
spider-webs draped from their lashes. -
Trembling...on the inside / always teetering on the edge / until my grip started to slip / dangling... / gazing into a burnt orange sky, /
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by Yvette Champ 23 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 25 5:18 AM 2007. In adversity
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