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May 2017
What I treasure most about you
Is not your smile
Not your clothes
Not your strength
Not your beauty
But the way you give and give and give
You'd give up the blood of your body
The second I loose a single drop to a scratch.
Be carful that the world doesn't bleed you dry.
Phoebe
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