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Jun 2018
I glow like the summer moon, I rise like a butterfly that has just left it’s home, I sparkle like the fairy you claimed didn’t exist, I conquer like the Great X, I walk like the ground is gold, I love like it’s no more left in this world, and my selfless acts are good deeds from the heart and is not of the world. As I fly from this dimension called “Thoughts” I come slightly down to reality to speak words of the mind, and soliloquies of the heart.
Donna Bella
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Donna Bella  25/F/Florida
(25/F/Florida)   
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