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Beauty queen, Lipstick crusting rust-ily On a serene smile - The curl of sleeping beauty's Mid-dream whimsy - Frozen against the cold stretch Of pavement, as if to kiss the earth. Breathy laughter stilled, glassy eyes - gilded with steet lights - turned to the distant horizon, Where there are rainbows, and kind men, happy endings, And dreams, We all pretend Come true.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 9:44 AM UTC
Jane Doe
Beauty queen, Lipstick crusting rust-ily On a serene smile - The curl of sleeping beauty's Mid-dream whimsy - Frozen against the cold stretch Of pavement, as if to kiss the earth. Breathy laughter stilled, glassy eyes - gilded with steet lights - turned to the distant horizon, Where there are rainbows, and kind men, happy endings, And dreams, We all pretend Come true.
For all those lost women who are never found.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 9:44 AM UTC
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