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Flamenco Seeing sideways Through her eyes, she knew she would not look true and break the tense tender threads. The world would right itself if she looked it right on. The dizzy spin would center straight inside her and she would have to blink closed heavy lids over Madrid-sweet almond eyes of yearning and be still. Instead, a soft-glazed, sideways sneak peak was all she ever let them catch her at. |
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