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Mayflowers
I am made of mayflowers,sweet symbol of the spring.I wait all winter, to watch myself grow,singing my overture in the shade,as the sunlight fades away. My mother walked with great pain,a crown on thorns in her womb and a pebble in her shoe,but she carried her flowering child,until she found the forest and spilled me…
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Girls
There are girls, made from missteps of misled mothers, the best of wishes, and the worst of luck. Those are the strongest girls of all. Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last Of The Greenwich Glamour Girls” here Order “The Things We Did Last Summer” here Order “Home Wrecker” here Listen to”Past Preston” here Watch the…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 