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Her ominous locks swirled in a storm swallowing whole the sea of her form, a brilliant sun that once brightly shone is now a glitter covered by twilight's shade and it's gone, gone, gone, an afterimage of beauty lost in the foam.

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courtofowls

21 / M

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Written by

courtofowls

21 / M

Published: Nov 27, 2017
LinesWords: 742

Tags: #beauty #storm #sun

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