Could've

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By Laurent.

It's like a picture, it could never fade away. It's like a torture, I will never be okay. She's like a flower, who can see an eye to with anything. Of all the jewellry in the world she only wore her smile and nothing else. Nothing at all! She could've flipped her finger like no one else. She could've wave her hair like no other girl.

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