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It was through her sadness that her real beauty revealed itself. through her tears, the stars came falling down. And the silent atmosphere radiated the sound of her heart, screaming, begging to be heard.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 12:43 PM UTC
Beauty
It was through her sadness that her real beauty revealed itself. through her tears, the stars came falling down. And the silent atmosphere radiated the sound of her heart, screaming, begging to be heard.
I can hear them. Let me hear more.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 12:43 PM UTC
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