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Dec 2014
Fine, thin & wisps of baby hair.

Hair that ran the bathwater blue, red or some indescribable puddle of colour.

Then finally greys & whites criss-cross the now-yellowing tiles.
I am not sure what happened here.
I hope you, you and you had a wonderful day.
*hugs*
xo
Amanda
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Amanda  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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