She was unreal.She was perfection.Girls like her didn’t belong here.Fortunately, she did belong to me.She always wore a winsome smile, but it wasn’t only that.It was her eyes; they were made up of stars.Her hands.Her fingers.It was the world’s most fancy duty to keep her close.
-Pratibha Malav
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