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Even through the smoke,you are still the most beautiful thingin this city and I, well, I am stillthe last thing you’d save in a fire
Danabelle Gutierrez
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Why kill a wild thingwhen you can take it home and tie it down?
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The first summer that we spent together,we did so many obscene things to each other, thatby the end of it, the trees blushed a shy shade of scarlet,leaves falling to the ground, scandalized by our acts
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