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" Mold my identity if you will, shape
me if you can' but don't crinkle my originality ".
nardine Sanderson 29/10/2014.

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Tony Taylor

Hey Big Sis!!.......I think every poet worth their salt.........will relate to this write........LOVED it .......especially "Crinkled"..............hugs-n-smiles.............T  xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Very true my brother, thanks heaps, love ya heaps, your sis nardine xoxo

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