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This mannequin is freer than me I’m treed to taxes and age She stands beautiful and pale beyond the beautician’s windowdoor Glass cannot hinder one’s sight A primrose crown my daughter made for her naked head now wilts Still she is unaffected by life, the stoic Apolinaria ~ A.M, F.H.
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 6:51 PM UTC
Apolinaria
This mannequin is freer than me I’m treed to taxes and age She stands beautiful and pale beyond the beautician’s windowdoor Glass cannot hinder one’s sight A primrose crown my daughter made for her naked head now wilts Still she is unaffected by life, the stoic Apolinaria ~ A.M, F.H.
Edited & Published 21st of February 2021. Written 21st of January 2021.
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 6:51 PM UTC
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