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shore born black sand bleeding colors of a shaking sun, cascading in ripples against a falling shadow of grey like her flapping hair in the wind stained with age and her milk washed skin, and her bare feet bare self uncowering to the rising tides.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 7:23 PM UTC
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shore born black sand bleeding colors of a shaking sun, cascading in ripples against a falling shadow of grey like her flapping hair in the wind stained with age and her milk washed skin, and her bare feet bare self uncowering to the rising tides.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 7:23 PM UTC
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