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How I Fell (ONGOING)
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    Durée 41m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement janv. 28, 2021
Oliver Parker. The boy with the soft curls that fell in cinnamon swirls; the boy with the green eyes that spoke to nature. His eyes seemed to sparkle in the night and speak to the deepest parts of my heart. 
Oliver Parker; a name I have only known for a few moments but has seemed to etched itself across my heart. 
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Avelynn Miller. The girl with waves of pure earth, that seemed to softly reflect the light of the sun. Her eyes were the blue of every sky, infinite hues brightened by the light within her. The twinkle in her eyes and the light behind her smile spoke to my heart in a way that was magical. Avelynn Miller; the girl who seemed to have my heart captive and my soul entranced.

-A TALE OF TWO LOST SOULS-
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