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All the Moles on His Face
Falling in love through her eyes. At first, he looked like any other guy—until he didn’t. She noticed his heavy beard, his broad shoulders, his wide-set eyes. Just a normal guy. But then their eyes met. Not once, not twice—multiple… Continue reading
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AUTUMN AND ME
It is so beautiful, The red, orange, yellow, and the grey of the autumn. The falling leaves, the cold breeze. I am here too watching, feeling, thinking. This death is indeed the most beautiful one to witness. The falling of… Continue reading
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