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I have

a white floor

and the floor was clean,

there wasn't any mud on it,

said Kelly's stepmother, testifying

in her daughter's defense.

Cool linoleum.

The Gorge by Craigflower Bridge,

full

of seaweed and filth and mud,

her daughter's skin

clean, white.

Clean

Soraya Peerbaye

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