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Mar 2019
Some saw her as fire,
while some saw her as ice.
but then it was him, for whom she was the juliet rose that bloomed in The middle of a field full of weeds.
It was him who saw everything in her eyes,
his whole world, his whole **** universe,
And he, himself.
Thea
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