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Nov 2018
her vanilla dress
lay against the grains
of the tannish sand.

her eyes match the sea,
the whites of her eyes
watch the pebbles in her hand.

the waves brush against her feet
as she runs away laughing
her smile shines so bright.

not a gray cloud in the sky
on this lovely sunny day
where the clouds are pearly white.
Crystal Freda
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Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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