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The beauty that is found in certain peoples eyes.

the one about the boy who left

devastation at best

I don't know what more to say

Suffering from an illness.

burn like a candle, until there is nothing left.

A world of my own

there is a time when we need to let go

a poem about ladybugs.

an acrostic