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A crushed old soul, a body dipped in sin, for eyes eager in mercy the magic lies within. For a shine long lost, and hearts those in vain, it's only inside you, the magic for all the pain. No witch can ever help, no witcheraft hence can mend, to the destiny taking bites of you, there's only one magic to rend. Love the magic and keep following the same, no wind would then hold power, to blow you away and end your game. We're all made of stardust, we're all gonna lightup soon, live up for the magic in you and forever keep following the moon
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Why do you keep Dead Roses?
He asked
"I cherish Dead Roses as they live between the pages of my books.
I believe,
A fresh Rose is loved
for its beauty but the dead one is bevond beauty.
A fresh Rose is smelled for its scent but a dead one for the memories.
A fresh Rose gives the feel of softness
but a dead one gives the feel of past.
A fresh Rose lives for days
but a dead one forever”
She replied
