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17 Years

17 Years

Seventeen years hang around my neck, thick cinder blocks laced up with cotton string
Seventeen years brush around me, crisp sandpaper tarnishing a surface, disfiguring

Seventeen years is the making and breaking of my beingĀ 
Seventeen years is the conclusion of my cascade of internal screaming

Seventeen years have scarred my interiorĀ 
Seventeen years I have felt inferior

Ā Seventeen years is the revolutionĀ 
Seventeen years is my evolution

-Haylee R. Curry
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joesgrandma

17 beautiful years, sweet Haylee!! Thinking of you and holding you close to my heart this week. Love to you!!!

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