She Comments

With her rare beauty, she
is like a wild flower. In the midst of undistinguish forest, sorounded by the thorny bushes of life, she exist.
A strong faith to catch a glimpse of the refulgent horizon, a manifestation of the butterfly she's longing to be with in her blooming season - she recursively wish.
And a tender loving care beyond her distinctive nature - her often dream.
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