In the darkest of night, the pale moon light, the shining stars and awakening breeze. The mixture of emotions and love, the combination of rebirth and demise, she walked down the pale white sand on the beaches in Hawaii, she was unique in every facet and the glow on her face lightened the dark night, the way she moved, the way she cured, all he believed she was a holy healer, on the other hand it was the brightest of mind. The deepest soul, the lightest heart, the shiny eyes and the reddening locks her lips had, the magic in her hair, the fall in her spine. 
She was the dear one. Not so much mine

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