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Jul 2017
Brush my skin,
sepia freckles, moonlit paper.
Touch my face,
cotton cheeks, rosy hue.
Run your fingers through my hair,
silken and earthy.
Look me in the eye,
so bright, so blue.
~~ I'm not sure where this came from. ~~
Scarlet Niamh
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Scarlet Niamh  21/Aberdeen
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