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Michah.
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Ongoing, First published Sep 04, 2016
" You're so pretty"
" So are you". She says that. She always say that. I just smile.
"No, Skie. Try raising your head." She do as I tell, silently watching the night stars.
"Now can you understand how ugly am i?" I pull her chin down and bring her face towards me. Her green eyes shines brightly against the night sky.
"No." She inch closer. "You're still the prettiest".
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