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Feb 17
Her hair, like silk ribbon, brushed across her
porcelain bare shoulders
as she swirled her head to look back at me

With a sleek glance, through her full eye lashes,
she marked me as territory
for the next move she was about to make
Written by
Rachel  108/F
     Perry, Lily, Mikey Kania, Son of sand, Chum and 2 others
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