My Felicitations
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She was heaven .
Her dark hair blew with the air around , in perfect tone . Her gown flowing when she turned and twisted . Her slippers shining due to the rays of the sun .
Where the real opposite of love is not hate because it's is just love gone bad and instead Apathy .
In which you learn what is love .
The year 1500s
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