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Jan 2015
He was a silent fighter.
Trying to get rid of the
demons in his lungs. Wasn't
long till she came along.
Asked him what's wrong
and collided her tongue
with his while she held him
in her wings. That was the
minute the demon living in
his lungs turned to glitter
and gold. And it no longer
left him with the pain that
almost drove him insane* ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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