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#silverware
She was dressed in mustard, on a tall golden chair She sat before clean, crisp and clear silverware around her, nothing mattered not even the polluted air she left, nobody noticed they ask "was she even there" -Kaya
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Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
Lady In Mustard
It’s all come down to this: prongs and damp curves and lots of serration. My bite and your bite and we all bite down.
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
Silverware