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Apr 2015
Running free, hitching rides, resisting to slow down,
finding every way to feel alive.
She refuses to grow old, She's become completely wild.

We can't seem to sit still,
we're searching for the easy way,
the hottest touch.
She found her way,
but it's still not enough...
Della Sun
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Della Sun  19/F/Florida
(19/F/Florida)   
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