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Apr 2015
His eyes sparkled like emeralds reflecting the sun. The flattering butterflies tickle my insides I am in love with the idea of you
Your love is like the fierce wind
I can't see it
But I can feel it
Myriah
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Myriah  24/F/Georgia
(24/F/Georgia)   
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