" she looked like she could break in one full swoop, but then her walls are built too high up for them to crumble down. her hair was always tied in a messy bun, and her eyes were the same shade as the dark blue sky. her laugh was so small and bubbly, and after that she'd smile and laugh some more. her name was viola, and she was the saddest yet strongest story I know of. "All Rights Reserved
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