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Apr 2014
A countenance of almost unmatched beauty. Soft, sweet- smelling hair, eyes teeming with the intellect of someone far beyond her years, and a smile infectious enough to melt the heart of the most hardened and dissociated soul.

Too bad she just wants to be friends.
Written by
James Woods  Phoenix
(Phoenix)   
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     Olliver and Lior Gavra
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