I walk in
Her eyes flit up
I think she smiles
A smile crossed my face
I sit and sketch her shoulders and collarbone
I will paint them tomorrow
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Short StoryAn art project A portrait And a girl (Highest ever ranking 701 3/9/15)
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I walk in
Her eyes flit up
I think she smiles
A smile crossed my face
I sit and sketch her shoulders and collarbone
I will paint them tomorrow
