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Oct 2016
Concept: From a tiny pinprick on my finger blossoms a rich, red rose. She grows beautiful and when her petals fall, I marvel at her short, bright life. She knew nothing but love.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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