Lionheart
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Complete Tue, Feb 4, 20142h 20m
Look into my eyes. Did you find anything? Try again, harder this time. Now you understand. My eyes show you everything you need to know. They show you that I am strong. They show you that life has tried to hurt me, but I won't let it. They show you I am determined to make things right. The only problem with looking in my eyes is that you won't know everything. Sure, my eyes will tell you most things about me, just not how they came to be.
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