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She

She's that kind of shy girl, she never shows her feelings. She's pretty, lovely with a perfect smile, for him she can run for miles. She never shows, it's not her fault, maybe he loves her, and maybe not. I always asked her to follow her heart, because love was all what she felt. She's lost between love and fear, she only wants him to be near. She kept silent to win a friend, till her love will come to an end.

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