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A Poem by Laura

There she was. Picture-perfect, beautifully fragile like porcelain paintings and first snow on a cold winter’s night. Sometimes she’s loud..

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A Poem by Laura

skin pale as wintersoul fragile as dead leavesfrozen in an alien shellshe waded through snowmuddied watersblack cloudsfrozen butterfliesfire breathbur..