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Jan 2012
There  was this girl. She was pretty, she was sweet, she was blonde, she was beautiful.

There was this boy. He was kind, he was caring, he had brown hair, he was naive.

They were perfect for each other. Where one lacked, the other succeeded. They complimented each others traits. They were made to be together.

           They never met
           They settled for different people
           They were never truly happy
           They died
Written by
Grayson Owens
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