Hidden Missives
Hits and Misses and an Occasional Foul
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Millicent
She wore a splash of ashen gray to a social tea.
It fit her too, that shadow hue. It fit her to a tee.
Her crimson glow thus filtered became her dignity.
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She wore a splash of ashen gray to a social tea.
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