A lady she was 

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And there she was. In all the days that love had lost sight of any one soul, it had never lost hers. For she was of some other mystery, an angel I suppose. And no one knew what lay behind those eyes. 



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There is nothing more priceless than what we perceive. We are not held here simply by the blood in our veins, or the heart that beats beneath our chest. Simply stated, humanity, and time, are a mindset;  one that feels as if it cannot be broken. But perception, can guide us to an understanding of […]