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Worse Than Obsession
Drawing a dark wooden brush through her gorgeous, but not red enough red hair, she longed. She wished. Obsession? No. Obsession was short of what she felt. Obsession can't describe someone's longing, and desire to be someone else. Obsession wasn't the definition. You see, Lorraine Effortson wasn't perfect. She could never be perfect, never.
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