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she lit up the room  as one thousand suns danced around and cradled her in angelic light while she introduced me to a brand new place that felt just like home  her laugh lingered in the air like an old friend passing by as she told me stories of nights before and her hopes for the future, worries too she was truly someone special  the unforgettable kind of girl who seemed to be in her own world  as I desperately trying to make her part of mine in the end she declared her love of privacy yet I felt so close to her  but she wanted none of me

“Lust is Saturday night; love is Sunday morning.”

My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart.