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Jan 2019
She has eyes like Martian terrain.
Burnt Sienna.
Her pupils are black like the vacuum of space.
Little flecks of stars sparkle in them
but they are very much, alive burning like the sun.
Her skin is cratered like the moon, rocky and porous.
Her arms are speckled with freckled constellations.
She is a creation of the universe.
Viola
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     Fawn, Ian spaeth, Miss Ree and arizona
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