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Knolls of clothing dot the rug, a rainbow of empty plastic hangers sway with every pass.  Hot rollers get a little hotter, round and rectangle compacts litter the counter, waiting to give her a face to face the world.    She picks up things and puts them down, making decisions and easily changing her mind.  A timid little queen of a tiny kingdom, running her life within the walls of her walk-in, avoiding the subjection that waits outside the closet door.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
i enjoy being a girl
Knolls of clothing dot the rug, a rainbow of empty plastic hangers sway with every pass.  Hot rollers get a little hotter, round and rectangle compacts litter the counter, waiting to give her a face to face the world.    She picks up things and puts them down, making decisions and easily changing her mind.  A timid little queen of a tiny kingdom, running her life within the walls of her walk-in, avoiding the subjection that waits outside the closet door.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
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