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Jun 2015
Round it is,
her hair,
pink,
baby pink.

Round like the three clumped vegetables in your mother's basket by the stove,
Supposedly,
white,
but on her head turned pink.

These garlic hang down at the side of her face.
These are not garlic but hair shaped like garlic,
defining the shape of her face,
highlighting her high cheekbones
highlighting her innocent glazed prideful eyes

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Curlan Eiruc
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Curlan Eiruc  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
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