the other day i crossed a lady she charmed my heart from the innerish of my peak she remained silent, looked at the plumsing wall ' there was something unusual about her ' her face was pale and young - the secto i saw her my eyes sank as i was gifted- too gifted that i distracted her and forgetten her one step after another, she cried to the viewless hall - i felt her pain and wishing i could give my strength and mobilities to her - afterward, she crippled to the floor and i fell under as she narrows the ground i saw her eyes in tears and her heart simplifies to a thank and said goodbye.Birth sign: Scorpio
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