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Long Skirt

Tiny little fingers inside a box hot water bottles needing love what was the purpose? I don't know she got here against the odds... Washing dishes food for the day young eyes young age wondering what life she was going to get young boys nearby wanted her The wrong one showed up and all went wrong nice way to lie too many words small turns big when you are lost the skirts once long he broke... Under the stars she tries to sleep life was not what she thought it'd be time now is gone she just now believe she will meet God the day she leaves. Jessica

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