When life hands you lemons, go find some gin and tonic, then read a book!
Her heart crashed Waves against a rocky shore This adventure was hers A first and only possession Beautifully terrifying
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Sweat beaded and dripped It accumulated Behind her ears Glued loose tendrils of toffee hair Against the nape of her neck Gave her a shiny, salty mustache Light twirled Illuminated half of those sullen features Phantom-like Before …
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