Poem 18

Pristine   It’s good that we aren’t always pristine; it’s then I know, you’re human too. And I begin to u n r a v e l the secrecies and understand the life that isn’t mine. Someday, you might realize it too, that I’m not clean and that         you made me this way. -velajune

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