Like thorns to a rose, he guarded his soft personality under his ego.
People feared to reach out to the flower underneath in fear of being pricked.
But one day someone came and shunned the idea of thorns to reveal the color lying beneath.
His best friend had become his saviour.
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Memories And Memoirs
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