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Sep 2017
Aubergine hair falls straight to her thighs.
Tantalizing the spine with it's delicate waves.
The air is deep green and she can't decide
Whether to stay in this dream
Or to open her eyes.
Danielle Free
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Danielle Free  25/F
(25/F)   
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