Your Flying Unicorn

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She was everywhere and nowhere. She was your everything and anything. She was your greatest nightmare from your wildest dream. She was the sourse from the phrase 'I have my sources.' She had the face of angle and was the spawn of the devil. She knew how to lose and make crowd in seconds. This is getting cliché. Basically, she was me.

'Every sentence has meaning, every person has luggage, every word was a lie.'
    -Avil Gray

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