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There was a haunting beauty behind her eyes, beyond her sorrow, a beauty that found its way into one’s heart and led them home.

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  1. That beauty has caused me to do many, many unspeakable things. Loved this.

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  2. I've seen that beauty. Other eyes and in reflections.

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