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thats as much as i wrote for this one please tell what you think n shoot some ideas
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it was a hot summer night yet it felt as the coldness of winter struck her, frozen in place --why-- she thought to herself. she began to feel weak and alone staring at the paleness of her hands, then she looked at the one rose in the daisy garden.
it was 7 years ago she planted that one rose n yet it is as if she was the rose in a garden full of daisies, alone, hopeless, and different. she remembers that day like it had just happened. the clock on mill struck midnight hour as she laid in the abyss of darkness hoplessly devoting to herself that one day she will find peace and symphony.
to be contued.............
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it was a hot summer night yet it felt as the coldness of winter struck her, frozen in place --why-- she thought to herself. she began to feel weak and alone staring at the paleness of her hands, then she looked at the one rose in the daisy garden.
it was 7 years ago she planted that one rose n yet it is as if she was the rose in a garden full of daisies, alone, hopeless, and different. she remembers that day like it had just happened. the clock on mill struck midnight hour as she laid in the abyss of darkness hoplessly devoting to herself that one day she will find peace and symphony.
to be contued.............
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