How I know I'm going to be okay...
A product of my own making.
This may be my proudest moment.
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The only living girl in Hiroshima...
How loose the silk. How jailed down the juice...
About Me
Quiet moments in house...
"Beware, beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair, and I eat men like air..." -S. Plath
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