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there was a strange metamorphosis inside of me that came about with a little bit of kohl in my eyes and a few dabs of dark blue ... -
Like the color of my old jeans all my little girl dreams are faded, lackluster Like my worn out running shoes all my efforts ... -
This spring we went out to the park to fly kites, here in Dallas. I taught my eight year old to fly one. It made me so proud that he picked...
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