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"Nadia" "Hope," it means. "Beautiful," they say. "Kind," she is. "Caring," they are. "Nadia." She is the ever-hopeful, The triply beautiful, The very kindhearted, The infinitely caring. "Nadia"'s. They are the unendingly positive, The unfairly lovely, The unduly affable, The unfailingly kind. "Nadia," oh, how she shines So brightly, so comfortingly. "Nadia," oh, how she loves Without judgement or favor. But I am not "Nadia." I am Nadia.
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Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 9:59 PM UTC
"Nadia."
"Nadia" "Hope," it means. "Beautiful," they say. "Kind," she is. "Caring," they are. "Nadia." She is the ever-hopeful, The triply beautiful, The very kindhearted, The infinitely caring. "Nadia"'s. They are the unendingly positive, The unfairly lovely, The unduly affable, The unfailingly kind. "Nadia," oh, how she shines So brightly, so comfortingly. "Nadia," oh, how she loves Without judgement or favor. But I am not "Nadia." I am Nadia.
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Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 9:59 PM UTC
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