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100 words x 365 days
I am a virgin, a whore, and a Saint. Your perception of me all has to do with the day you met me. One may see the face and know that I am as pure as the freshly fallen snow. Others see inside the soul and collect all the sins to use for ammunition. It’s the ones who sit beside me with a mind wide open that find the real person behind the beautiful facade. Hands to hands, silence is the key to finding the knowledge that you seek. You see, I am a virgin, a whore, and a Saint in someone’s perception.
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