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Beautiful


 

My voice speaks of my testimonies and views that have molded my life and nature as a wonder-filled, music-loving, caring, and extremely sentimental young woman.

 

My knees fall to the floor so I can gain strength and hope, dreaming of happiness and completion

My eyes show my true emotions

Amazing thoughts are shown through the sparkle and wonder in my eyes, reflecting from my heart.

 

My heart absorbs the moments of life, and searches for the beauty in everything.

 

Lastly, my mind retracts all thoughts of my sixteen year old life

Honestly, my mind isn't completely pure in thought, b/c I'm human so I'm bound to think negative

However, in spirit, my mind saves all the breathtaking memories and amazement I've witnessed in my life. Welcome Secrets, beautiful, loving, independent, and fearless.

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