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Name: HaZzA
D.o.B: 5/4/89
School: La Guardia H.S
Grade: Freshman
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark brown

Major: Piano
Hobby: Poetry

My soul wakes
in a misty fog
slowly...drudging...
My body slowly
comes to life
I must go on...





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Paper Dolls

Paper with so much depth
layer upon layer
folded together
made whole
Scissors shaping
the body, unique figure
smoothing rough edges
into desired perfection
Opening up the paper
revealing the shapes
of the true inner layers
of our own soul
With single layers
alone it may fall
but together, stands strong-
the paper dolls within us all

� November 1st 2003

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