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I once wrote this of a good friend:"There are some people in this world you just want to describe them and just find out that youâ€™ve run out of adjectives; and the pen is stuck on the page in just a sentence or two. Youâ€™re that indescribable."
Poetry | Updated Dec 13, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1