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Ode to InnocenceShe was a silly thing. That needs to be said, no matter how cruel it sounds. Anyone could have told her that she was going to get hurt, the way she was carrying on. But I guess that was the thing about her; she might have known, but she trusted too much to take it to heart. She had this… aura. There aren’t many who have it anymore. Picture Mary under the Star of Bethlehem, Imogen lying asleep as the Italian creeps closer, Juliet touching Romeo’s hands, tender and love-struck and naive. That was her. She had this cloud of light radiating around her, and you couldn’t get within ten feet of it without havinOde to Innocence
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