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Jun 2016
Ink
She was to him what ink is to paper,Giving meaning to his blank canvas.His one silly move ,and she spilled all over blotting him completely, running out of herself
Amanda Griffin
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Amanda Griffin  Denver Colorado
(Denver Colorado)   
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   Stevie Trujillo
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