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Jan 2020
Red.
The color that crept onto her cheeks in utter surprise and shyness. The color that stained her lips as her teeth mercilessly sunk into it in anticipation of her inevitable fate. The color she wishes to be adorn with, in the form of marks and ribbons.
Written by
Maryann Ravera  F/Atlanta, Georgia
(F/Atlanta, Georgia)   
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     Michael Messinger, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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