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May 2018
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I met her one day when her hair was green
she reminded me of a forest i would want
to get lost in.

The next month she dyed her hair black. I wanted to get lost in the darkness.

The next month she dyed her hair blue ,
I wanted to swim in her sea

The next month she dyed her hair yellow.

I called her my sunshine.
ali brown
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ali brown  20/F/lost and in love
(20/F/lost and in love)   
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