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Her fingertips were stained with pollen With the vase I bought her with freshly cut Flowers tainted with prints of butter yellow. A pinafore wrapped with ribbon around her small waist a chaste smile fashioning her face for the neighbours of our place. one look at her and I see a fingersmiths daughter. a girl who outgrew this *** this house, this girl the porter.
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
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Her fingertips were stained with pollen With the vase I bought her with freshly cut Flowers tainted with prints of butter yellow. A pinafore wrapped with ribbon around her small waist a chaste smile fashioning her face for the neighbours of our place. one look at her and I see a fingersmiths daughter. a girl who outgrew this *** this house, this girl the porter.
oliviaautumn
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
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