"She is a child and a mannequin and death. I can't hate that."
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Saturday, April 16, 2011
There is a place where paint peels from the walls;
Brightly colored patterns on the ceiling, residue
From plastic bodies in their attempts to fly.
It is what it seems, not what I hoped it would be.
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