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Oct 2013
She painted her face
Black and white stripes going
Down,
Going down.

Her finger paved the way to
Her heart.
Unspoken crimson twirls dancing
All night,
Dancing all night.

She traced her finger to
Her palm with a mauve
Intended design from the
Start,
From the start.
Monique Olivier
Written by
Monique Olivier  23/F/South Africa
(23/F/South Africa)   
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