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Aug 2016
There she stood
Hidden in the shadow of head banging bodies
Fist up to the gods of metallic brilliance
Moving to the twang of the guitar string

*The girl in the pink dress always had a taste for metal
NicoleRuth
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NicoleRuth  26/F/Mumbai
(26/F/Mumbai)   
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