Look at her and tell me Daryl never admired her beauty from afar, tell me he was completely blind to her golden light and the hue of her eyes
She was the most beautiful songbird at the prison and she didn't ever ask for the spotlight, she sat quietly and held babies, maybe sowing someone's shirt buttons , never being louder than the ruffles of a doves wing.
And You're telling me Daryl's hunter senses didn't prick up as she walked by him
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