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Personal Narrative: My Style Of Blackwork Peonies
I came in today to schedule a cover up. I'm willing to have the cover up be as big as necessary to make it work.

I'm a big fan of the blackwork peonies. the only thing that bothers me is the style of the peonies themselves. I attached the style of peonies I prefer.
I would also like some western scrollwork incorporated toward my elbow. I like both of the scrollwork images attached and would be happy with whichever style works best.

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