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Pink, green, bleach blonde

hair falls down in loose curls

waves of hair,

waves of music

flood into my ears,

my medicine;

it heals me. Tape wrapped

around her curves,

stuffed animals

glued

to a dress,

shoes that make her

sky high, 

past the clouds,

my dream,

my fantasy,

my strenght,

my weakness.