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her own wings
they say it's a journey
Thursday, May 6, 2010
oh yeah
that's how it felt, or feels, or went...
i forgot
and so strange that's where my familiarity is
and yet, unwanted
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the african daesy in america
MeginAfrica
Mesa, Arizona, United States
She doesn't own a dress Her hair is always a mess ... She only drinks coffee at midnight When the moment is not right Her timing is quite, unusual You see her confidence is tragic, but her intuitions magic, and the shape of her body Unusual
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