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Notes From Pippi
The life and poetry of Jenny Miller
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Bones
sometimes...I can feel my bones, and the ache. I can feel my arms touching the sides of my ribs as I curl inward from the cold, or tiredness, or insecurity.
~Jenny
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