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Jun 2014
One day I looked in the mirror
And began to cry.

Not because I was ugly,
Neither because I was beautiful.

But, I seen a little girl
With the prettiest eyes
And the saddest smile.

Somewhere through her Hell
She managed to grow into me
Next to Heaven, it was the most amazing sight to see.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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