Beauty Posies

Rarity in beauty. Her face was angular and straight, minus the T, with bright brown eyes. A chestnut or two would symbol grassroot era sweetness and divine horticulture. How beautiful was her tan skin connected to the gorgeous white lace. Wet, blonde locks circled her interior as fluffy blonde hair exited the postrum. Beautiful coloring. Beautiful thickness and length in strand. She glanced over at her long & slender fingers and fundled the flower beads connected to her wrists. "Aji." was what she cried into the masked beauty storm. With a bundle of poppies in her hand she began to gather the root and dry amistice. Set sail upon the seabreeze of Atlantic Oceans. Glory defined her reign. "A Beauty, as I, comes triumphantly pleasant and pleased." Hail her beauty! Hairex Storm.

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xoxoxoxo,

Lord Meowra

Charese Cochran

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