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Meeting her was like reading a book for the first time, she never knew it would become a story line. She was so mysterious, that her heart was unconscious. She was captivated by her presence. She was shook, by her look. She wanted to avoid, but her heart got overjoyed. She was special, yet she was in denial. Just like in a book, her story was like fairy tale, full of never ending trails. A glorious moment of her existence, was full of reminiscence. Only few people know that her affection has shown. She admired her, like she's walking in a fire, she was inspired by her. -liyuh:> (02/12/25)
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