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Her blonde hair was every hue from white-spun sun to golden browns, all married into long flowing locks.

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As sunlit waves, as white lace upon the sea, her blonde were the perfect kind of wild.

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As if starlight and wintry boughs had swirled together in some lucid dream, his blonde hair was every hue from buttermilk to brown.

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If you have ever witnessed a blush of white in graphite cloud, if you've ever seen whitest cream in a coffee cup, then you can imagine how that splash of blonde hair lit up every scene that was lucky enough to have her in it.