I met her! In her written words I saw her soul naked, blueberries would be her favorite fruit, she was so fragile! Like a butterfly in its flight and it was as pretty as a star in the sky: A smart girl! His passion, his dealings with people. His heart, loved with life but wore in the stamped soul a wound that had inherited a terrible betrayal. She discovered me just as I did, she saw me in my words and the light of hope lit her heart, a sweet smile came to her lips and she thought if she could believe in love again. Emotions found, thoughts that flew and in the chest a feeling that she did not know what to do with it. And now that you have read me again, it is clearer in your mind what you thought and felt when you read my words for the first time. By Derwell J Fallu


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