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Her heart as bright as gold in sunlight
A smile that devours all of humanity
An unearthly beauty that slows the world
A kindness that can kindle all flames
She is never touched by spite
She is never touched by hate
Darkness will never reach her
Darkness will never see her
She is true perfection
She is the beginning and the end
- As a child I used to believe magic was everywhere, and that faith was the strongest type of magic.
- But as time passes by, much of the magic I once felt is diminished.
- All that remains to those who have grown up is the connections we can make and those we keep.
- It is also the ability to try and relive those moments that seem so magical, that keeps us alive.