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Dear Diary Topics:
Poetry
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Touch My Sleep World
My Fairly Lucid Life
Strange Little Stories
December 6, 2007
Strong
yes, i straightened my pinafore
dirty blur of a burned away doll
yes, i am clean and new
the strength of porcelain runs through me
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