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Because I Love You... I can be honest with you about things I can only tell you and I know you won't tell them to anyone else.
Labels are a dangerous thing. It’s good to feel like the happy girl,
Their eyes, I can't seem to shake. Their eyes, they look with beauty and grace. Those smiles, that delicate innocence. That desperation, you can feel from a distance. The warmth of a heart.
How doth the little moth Fly high up in the sky? Flitting gently from light to light It seems to find pleasure and delight. How does he fly with so llittle care? Clumsy and such, but STILL doesn't care
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