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Aug 2021
long legs
snow white
lips painted crimson
she glides
like a wind up doll
but was that a twitch?
a creak, a shiver?
it's because dolls
are more beautiful
when bones stick out
with coquettish doe eyes
fluttering, pleading
as snow settles
on her curled hair
and does not melt.
please be safe
misha
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misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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     Indeed and Ankita Gupta
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