Prompt #1

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Take this poem and write the last paragraph:

Love the way she smiles

Love the way she ran the mile

Love the way she walks

Love the way she talks

Love the way she is

Because she was never his

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"I-I need to go." Leah stuttered out, her beautiful face riddled with regret.

"Wait, Leah! Please, forgive me." Quinn begged.

"Goodbye, Quinn." Her voice shook as she looked away, "Safe travels back to Europe."

"Leah..."

"I'm sorry Quinn."

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I actually probably won't use this, if I do it'll be way different.


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