Findings:

• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• I never called her momma
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• beauty is invented, but it is also personified, and I know this because I have met her
• her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
• Ruth holding up time with her beauty
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• What do I call her?
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• She always was devious in her beauty
• Her novice beauty
• The Voyeur of Utter Destruction (As Beauty)
• Beauty Arise
• Black Beauty Chapter 20
• I dedicate all my love to your hot inner beauty
• Beauties in Thailand
• Selfless acts of violent beauty
• Black Beauties
• Call now, operators are standing by.
• Don't call me white
• Something everyone has done but nobody knows what to call it
• Infinity Calls
• Sonnet 79 (Men call you fair, and you do credit it)
• A Girl Called January Is Talking to Me
• An Inspector Calls
• Call For Fire
• Last Call at the Lounge
• you tell me i live in a malady called imagination and i only can laugh
• but fuck, it was Sunday and the church bells hadn't even called the faithful
• I Hope You Can Help Me I've Called Everywhere
• My love in her attire doth show her wit
• Her name was Natalie
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
• Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
• Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
• Did You Fuck Her?
• I Saw Her Again Last Night
• Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
• The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
• To better imagine the limits of the dried-up Martian sea, little Tatiana found it helpful to shape in her mind a great sinuous contour binding each sad, stranded boat to its neighbor
• The Girl with the Sun in her Head
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• I miss her
• Strapless shoes exposed her modest heels
• World In Her Eyes
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
• The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
• pretends to sleep as he looks her over
• The distractibility of her eyes (sapphire)
• All blues hail Mary with her roses...but you're their masterpiece
• Mathematical Beauty
• The beauty of symmetry
• Hymn to Beauty
• Black Beauty Chapter 31
• Stealing Beauty
• Beauty in the Breakdown
• Blansky's Beauties
• Call girl
• What time do you call this, then?
• Call Me Persephone
• too close to call
• conference call etiquette
• Call to Action
• A Call to Resist Illegitimate Authority
• National Do Not Call Registry
• The Description of a New World, Called the Blazing World
• Vegetables don't come when you call
• Marian Call
• Call Me Maybe
• Chicago calls to one who would listen
• you don't call bullshit on Ptolemy.
• her lips on mine
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
• Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
• One day I wrote her name upon the strand
• These things matter to her
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
• I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
• The look in her eyes
• No hero in her sky
• The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• Only your ink stains on her skin
• If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
• Somebody somewhere is spilling her secrets
• Why can't I get over her
• Herr Doktor Pfeffer
• to her parents
• Beautied
• Do you cry out because the beauty is cruel?
• Black Beauty Chapter 10
• Black Beauty Chapter 42
• The Computational Beauty of Nature
• Being the further peregrinations of age in a world of beauty
• but we turn everything we touch to shit; we just can't let beauty stand
• method call
• Now That's What I Call Quite Good
• If an E2 user called you, what would you say?
• The Call of the Wild – chapter 4
• roll call
• Call a rabbit a smerp
• He called around 5:30
• Guan-guan, the Ospreys Call
• Call me Anna
• he calls me girly (user)
• call the manager to reserve the freight elevator to hell
• In Which Ethel Gao Does His Damnedest To Refuse The Call To Adventure
• Herr
• Take Her in Your Arms
• Making her presence known (Part 3)
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• To Her Face
• So bashful when I spied her
• In her tomb by the sounding sea
• the sky opened above her
• How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• woman and her husband
• It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
• Her smile
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
• Emily's Legs and Her Shoes
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
• She knows no truth except her own.
• All her stiletto syllables
• natural beauty
• An Ode to Natural Beauty
• Black Beauty Chapter 21
• My Beauty
• The Beauty of the Rain
• *Sleeping beauty* (user)
• We've got all this beauty and just enough time to figure out how to destroy it.
• Last call
• Just call me fluffy
• call and response
• listen()
• Someone call the waaaambulance
• nature's call
• (c)all (user)
• Call the Ships to Port
• Don't come back, don't call. Think of another way.
• place called mars
• the turn calls, and all of the birds are silent
• What do you call several thousand lawyers working for a lot less money?
• What you call truth is a blur. What you call knowledge is a rusty memory. What you call trust is a hope, a loyalty which has gone untested.
• The Bitch and Her Whelps
• If You Followed Her Gaze
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
• From Her to Eternity
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
• I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
• alpha in her blood
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• I still love her (user)
• She Will Have Her Way
• echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
• All he left her was alone
• you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
• GammaGirl, Nothing can slow her down
• I walked for a thousand miles to hear her laugh, then serenaded her in a field of fireflies.
• I could tell by all of her dead house plants
• The shadows made her look a little treacherous.
• licking at her broken heart
• the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
• Oh thy beauty speaks of thy artisan
• Beauty Bar
• Black Beauty Chapter 32

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