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My mother in faded pink, my favorite, my small sleepy head on the rhythm of her worn cotton. My sister who looks at me when I am born and says I could never be ugly. Sheila my second grade teacher who matches Reebok high-tops to her outfit each day. My bus aide Miss Betty who gives us candy that tastes like soap. A man with frighteningly
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