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Jul 2017
He looked at her and asked her "what do you see when you look at yourself in the mirror?" She stared at him with a blank face and eventually asked him "who do you think you are?" He asked her "why are avoiding my question?"
She broke down and cried like a little girl and said "I don't know"
He sat next to her as he whispered in to her heart. You're mother nature in human form. You're a museum full of works of art. You ought to be told you're a rock and how ridiculously exquisite you are. You ought to be told you are the water that gives life to men in this society, that you are the trees that provides comfort to the hearts of men. You are fearless like a lioness and you are the closest thing to a God for you bring life.
Written by
Johnnie Alvarado  24/M/Cape Town
(24/M/Cape Town)   
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         Adelaide London, Inkveined and NV
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