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Dec 2017
Long time ago
A single sin rotted her karma
She had stolen her sister's most loveable item
A long angelic white dress.

In the silverness of moonlight
One dress would become scarlet red
She walked steadily towards her
With only anger shining through her michievious eyes

Now humming like a scarlet ibis
she weaping hapilly
walks towards her pray
knowing that the dress will always be scarlet
Written by
Ellen
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