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Gender: Female
Birthday: 04/30/1995
Prairie Wind
Ivory clouds with me glide
Through air cerulean I chide
Tones whispered to tall grasses' back.
Bend, oh dark blades! sway!
Till rises the sun on the last of days
When stopped is Evil's fearsome track.
Rose and gold and silver and lavender
And a flaming disk at the edge of the world
And dark silhouettes of elaborate branches
And indigo shadows reaching across tall yellow grass..
(By the way, that's NOT a poem. It's a list. If it was a poem, it would be a nightmare. My actual poems are nightmares enough.)
(Is my profile crazy in a bad way?)
SAN MARIANO SAUCE
严陪地
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