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Breeze is very gentle Opening her hair Dazzles under the sky Her face is made to be fair The dress is of pink Flowing into the wave Waiting for a wink And nothing to save Wrinkles on her forehead Tried to be waived No matter the crumples on the skin Tried not to be seen Her ***** is set to be curved Water-tightly  strung Feeling her heart is still young Still groping for a rose To fix over her head and Make a new pose
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Oct 11, 2010
Oct 11, 2010 at 11:45 AM UTC
Warping of Age
Breeze is very gentle Opening her hair Dazzles under the sky Her face is made to be fair The dress is of pink Flowing into the wave Waiting for a wink And nothing to save Wrinkles on her forehead Tried to be waived No matter the crumples on the skin Tried not to be seen Her ***** is set to be curved Water-tightly  strung Feeling her heart is still young Still groping for a rose To fix over her head and Make a new pose
kdpgrahi@2010
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Oct 11, 2010
Oct 11, 2010 at 11:45 AM UTC
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