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Her hair cascaded down her shoulders.
The wind moaned my name.
She has blonde hair. It runs down her face, going in front of her eyes. She hates it. She has blue eyes, like the stars.
She has blonde hair. Not the kind that is scraggly and straight, hanging down in her face like a wall. No, it is curly. The waves cascade(just for goldy, ) down in white sheets to her shoulders, hiding her neck from the sun's intense gaze.... and cut.
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