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Jun 2016
I remember when I saw her dancing there, she nearly came up off her feet. The light came though her eyes and I saw it in the midst of my defeat.
Never a smile so wide or a laugh so loud, she was dancing her way through me. An endless stream of perfection, that's been slowly haunting me.
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Written by
Ashton Bloom
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