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Rope around my neck.

Submitted by Finlothriel on April 5th, 2013
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She was standing on balcony over Gilrain river, resting her thoughts while watching forest filled with autumn breath, all gold, copper and umber. Her light gold dress, and long softly curly hair were like sun ray among white pillars. 

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