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Such a beautiful girl drowning in the storm she creates herself.

He was her pansophical radiance and had lit up her world as quickly as a firework.

She was his silent angel

She spoke to him in her silent language that only he could understand.

sometimes we forget the people who are so important to us.

Even the smallest things remind me of you.

She tried to show them what they had become but they were living life to fast to stop and notice.