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I must admit, I too was guilty of too much glitter. It was all over my face, and then for a while I put it all over my arms and upper chest...
It was awful. That's why I caution against it; this is the voice of experience, kids.
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A SPIDER sewed at night
Without a light
Upon an arc of white.
If ruff it was of dame
Or shroud of gnome,
Himself, himself inform.
Of immortality
His strategy
Was physiognomy.
--Emily Dickinson
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