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Serendipity

She was looking for valuable things. things that cannot be touch nor seen. She looked for it in every corner, and place where she had been. And sorrounded of which for her is just like others-all just the same. And time in midnight strucked and was about to have the one she's been waiting-with tons of great feelings... But why it was not taken? Maybe, she was afraid to be hurt-but now... even until now... and maybe... will feel the eternal pain of losing her almost owned precious gem.

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