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Her eyes suspend the starlight. Her lips are molten gold. Her hair is soft spun darkness. Her mind is mercury. Behold - a woman. Whole and moonwrapped mystery untold. Her story echoes down unfolding corridors of history. Where men may chance their luck. If they are bright and bold.
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Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 10:07 AM UTC
A Woman.
Her eyes suspend the starlight. Her lips are molten gold. Her hair is soft spun darkness. Her mind is mercury. Behold - a woman. Whole and moonwrapped mystery untold. Her story echoes down unfolding corridors of history. Where men may chance their luck. If they are bright and bold.
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Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 10:07 AM UTC
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