In My Lonely Hour

In My Lonely Hour

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God, he was beautiful. It was beautiful the way his smile made his nose scrunch, and his eyes squint. It was beautiful the way his hair stood messy, but neat at the same time. It was beautiful the way his eyes sparkled when caught in perfect sunlight. Everything about him was beautiful.
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