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Mar 2019
Her eyes were fiery
While her lips peeled away
Her sun was setting
But her colors never fade
When she bites she is bitter
But when she smiles she is sweet
Like a nectarine emblem
She’s the fruit of life’s tree.
Elena
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Elena  28/F/Virginia
(28/F/Virginia)   
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