"She was chaos and beauty intertwined. A tornado of roses from divine."
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Random"She walks, on the streets, with a face that, doesn't belong. It smiles more than, many put together, whole day long. Her heart misfit, a little chipped. And she likes to, call it once broken, but now stitched." https://www.facebook.com/Just-Status...
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"She was chaos and beauty intertwined. A tornado of roses from divine."
