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    {You can probably guess what this is... it's an essay about the one this site is dedicated to...}

     When she was born, she was christened to Amanda. Simply put, the definition of Amanda is; "worthy of love." For her, I changed all my ways. No longer am I a masochist, I am now a fool who seeks comedy in every challenge. I see her as an angel who has come to clean away all of my woes and my depressions.
     She's a strikingly dazzling person - if you think otherwise, you're not really considered normal - but her shining personality and enthusiasm turns me into a vat of melted goo. According to my memory, she's five foot eight inches tall, has a light shade of blonde, and probably doesn't weigh more than 130 lbs. She sports a nose ring that sparkles with the reflection of the sun.
     The most notable aspect of hers would be her eyes, without a challenge. Like prestigious blue sapphires glistening in the light, her eyes demanded something from me I never thought possible. It demanded a dispelling of evilness and depressive ideas. It demanded a feeling I never thought possible until I met her; it demanded attention and devotion; it demanded love.
     Everywhere I venture, I see her radiant and beautiful smile... which happens to be my impetus for life. I feel as though I can reach the moon with just the thought of her beautiful smile and her sparkling eyes. Yet, it fills me with such unlimited power, an almost constant stream of adrenaline floods my veins, only for me to feel nearly invincible in the mildest of terms. Enlightenment would probably be more appropriate.
     Although I notice her unilimited beauty and her personality, I do listen to what it is she has to say. (Amazing, isn't it?) It seems to me that she enjoys theatrics and the art of dancing, I vividly remember a discussion where she was going to be in a play requiring both traits and skills. In this same discussion, she dismissed the fact that one may be able to live alone and be content forever and always. She made me realize, how much I cared about her.
     In closure, she's an extremely special someone who even inspired me to write poems. I will forever treasure in the back of my mind who she is and what she has done for me, even if she doesn't know how much I care about her...