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Red head of hair,
Sparks in the eyes of glitter.
I love you to tears,
My girl birth!
You're like the sun in a gloomy hour -
All it's Christmas light up,
Gentle light of dark eyes
Per day cold warm.
Oh, how I want to hug
I have a naughty girl.
Where else would this take?
Where else to find such?

Photographer gallery Music Art Draughtsman