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Sep 2019
I remember her as she was in the morning
limbs soft, unending
entangled within a cloud of cotton sheets
hair wild, rampant
a halo surrounding her porcelain features
eyes brilliant, welcoming
blinking away the dreams of a night passed
Written by
Sarah  F/Los Angeles, CA
(F/Los Angeles, CA)   
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