Prologue.

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??? Point of view

Her hair was soft as silk. Her lips was red as a rose. But, I wish I was good for her. I wish she were mine. But, I cannot take her. She is too amazing for me. I should let her go. I should set her free. But, then agian I want her, and I need her.

Thousands of things enter my mind. My body asking for sleep. Why dose she make me wanna be with her forever? I should get some rest.

Maybe I will claim her as mine? Who knows.

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