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Jan 24
Her skin was the color of the sand,
And her freckles landed like lost driftwood on her cheeks.
The waves shimmered brighter than her eyes,
And the ***** were a hue darker than her hair.
But to him, her blue eyes and red hair
Were the best shades of blue and red,
And her face was the most gorgeous beach.
I'm already wishing for the summer :)
Written by
Lily  16/F/MI
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