Her

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When I first walked into the room, something was off, something strange. I knew practically everyone in the room, but there was just one person that stood out. One girl. This girl was beautiful, like God created her with his own hands. Her hair looked of soft silk, her skin of smooth as water, her eyes as shiny as emeralds, and her smile as bright as the sun.

By the time that I first saw her, I was in trance. She danced around in my head with her soft hands gliding over my cheek, her bright green eyes staring in mine. I needed her. I needed her bad.

After getting a hold of my hand, I began to wonder who this woman is. And I found out. A name that will never be forgotten in my head, a name soo lovely that it won't stop echoing: Leora.

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