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Apr 2015
As many times as she said she loved him more, he would only laugh. This wasn't just an ordinary laugh, this wasn't out of amusement but out of some form of love. A lovely laugh we could call it, for a lovely being. And until they grew older, they continued to laugh as if the end of the world was coming. They had no control over time and knew they would someday leave this place. Such a dark dark fate lit up only by their smiles.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
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