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Jul 2017
When she cries,
She usually hides.

When she smiles,
Her happiness will fade in a while

When she's alone,
Her thoughts will be flying like a drone

When she's afraid,
Her mind would definitely be in rage

When she's in love,
She would really treasure what she have
It is being yourself in every moment of the day :)
Jenny
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     ---, Mysidian Bard and Mariah Cuch
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