My Secrets
My Secrets

My Secrets

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The days are a box of surprises when you can still love. "- They're my favorites. Red roses. She said, noticing his interest in the flower. Allie bent down to reach for the dampened petals. For me, the rose represents love; he may be beautiful like this flower, but he also has thorns. - We can take out the thorns. He exhibited a solution, naive."
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