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My Face Becomes A Picasso Sketch, My Body Slicing Into Pieces.
-Laurie Halse Anderson
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My Face Becomes A Picasso Sketch, My
Laurie Halse Anderson
My Face Becomes A Picasso Sketch, My Body Slicing Into Pieces.
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