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Oct 2013
Large snowflakes float soundlessly
not a whisper of wind, just muffled footsteps
as she walks down the little town street
he catches sight of her as she looks up,
pearl flakes alighting on her dark lashes.
Her dark hair is highlighted with specks of white
giving her a magical look
he is already in love
before he walks over and says hello
and she smiles up at him.
and is too astounded at how perfect he looks.
She is already in love
before she returns his greeting
Strange Chameleon
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Strange Chameleon
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   RA, ---, ---, Isabella Pullivan and Zephyr
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