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Oct 2013
You say that I'm beautiful, but I'm not.
My beauty is all in the mystery that I've become.
Which is why I can't let anyone figure me out, because if they do I'll lose my beauty.
And they'll stop loving me.
妖嬈
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妖嬈  Nevada
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