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He was so perfect to me. The kind of someone who is so flawless in my eyes. The kind of someone who can easily turn my day into something so worth living just because of that simple smiles. He was everything to me, but then like a fireflies, the light that he was giving slowly fades until everything that I can saw between us was a blinding darkness.

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