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Fire // H.S.

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She was like a fire. An indistinguishable flame that seemed to pray off my heart, mind, and soul like it was a game. But for some nondescript reason I was fine with it. Too bad she leaves before she was left because little did she know, I never planned on intentionally letting my internal blaze burn out.All Rights Reserved

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