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She moves like a butterfly bounding from flower to flower. Her features are fine-tuned like the keys on a piano. When the sun shines down on her head it reveals a golden halo of hair. Flowers blossom in her presence.
I would like to give you my whole heart, but I can't.
He has some of it, you see.
He cut off a sliver with a paring knife
Oh so long ago.
He doesn't even know it's there,
