THIS IS PART OF A STORY THAT I AM WORKING ON
HOPE YOU LIKE IT biggrin
HOPE YOU LIKE IT biggrin
The lake held the fragile reflection of the moon's sway in the dark night as the wind danced between the tree lifting the dried leaves in to the silent night. The glassy surface of the motionless lake gave no hint of the secrets held below, the secrets of the life i have hidden from the world.
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