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~ *She leans over the sink weight on her toes to applied lipstick in quick certain strokes, the way a man signs his hundredth signature of the morning. With lips of convictionless curvature as the lipstick retracted like a red eel all day she left her mark on everything she kissed. Even the air remarks like intoxicating news whispered from ear to ear.* ~
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC
Lipstick
~ *She leans over the sink weight on her toes to applied lipstick in quick certain strokes, the way a man signs his hundredth signature of the morning. With lips of convictionless curvature as the lipstick retracted like a red eel all day she left her mark on everything she kissed. Even the air remarks like intoxicating news whispered from ear to ear.* ~
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC
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