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She was light, sugar and enthusiasm ; I was rain, bitterness and decline. She was laughting, I was crying. Her fragile hands were both fitting in my damaged palms ; she carried my entire heart inside her emerald eyes. The thing was, she just had to blink and I was all hers. Competly hers. And that's where the problem was.
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