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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | The first tattoo (179)

My brows were tattooed with painful remembrance of my old face

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

My little friend
The Lady Elegance exudes grace
The sweetness of the clearest streams
The beauty of the morning Sun
Radiates this from her core
Not merely her coat.

August 2013

NB. My brows were tattooed with painful remembrance of my old face

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

There's magic in translating a body of work from one language to another.

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