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Raquel Angel Nagler


Scarred Mirrors (72)


Scarred Mirrors (72)
Whatever I touch becomes part of myself:
Your restless forehead,
The memories in your skin,
The smile of your body when I caress you.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

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