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Her fingers.
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Today the sun set after five.
Her necklace.
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If January lasted forever, I might stop dreaming that you vanish in the arms of a man without a face.
Her arm.
Her neck.
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Her hair.
Noir.
Bollywood flavor.
My favorite Busdriver rap.
