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Her nose Tanned Like the desert sand Tinged with orange Gray And sparkling white.
Her eyes Sometimes sky-blue With hope for Tomorrow Sometimes dusty gray With pessimistic brown And green In every corner.
Her lips Thin, sometimes pursed Sucked into her face Some people would say Wasted away But sometimes it was light, light red Without showy lipstick Or anything Full and content-looking Some people would say Lips that were always smiling.
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