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The Vanity of Teenage Poetry
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
It's Funny How Life Can Make Perfect Sense Sometimes
The past few weeks were as refreshing to her as a glass of iced pink lemonade in the heat of summer. And she was careful to sip slowly.
But lately, all she could do was smile.
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