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I wonder, "Where's everyone when I need them?" Then I realized, a mirror will never, ever, know of its beauty. But. Only the beauty of those who stand in front of it.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
and the mirror was happy.
I wonder, "Where's everyone when I need them?" Then I realized, a mirror will never, ever, know of its beauty. But. Only the beauty of those who stand in front of it.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
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