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Apr 2015
Are you blind that you don't see what's in front of you?
Look carefully.
Don't you see that beautiful person right next to you?
Maybe, she's not pretty enough.
Maybe, she's got some pimple over her face.
Maybe, she doesn't have a great body.
Maybe, she's  not even hot.
Maybe, she does'nt go party.
Maybe, she love's being alone sometimes.
Maybe, she's hard to figure out.
Maybe, she loves laughing too hard.
But is that what truly counts in a girl?
Because beauty facades.
Skills fade.
Youth turns old.
Wild party cats last fooorever.
So, ponder.

Think. Because the choices are in your hands. Decide.
Because one day, that person right next to you, you call friend. Might be gone and it's too late.
She might also be the best of you.
Tania Crocker
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Tania Crocker  Australia
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