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Feb 2019
We all start as strangers don't you get it
I could love you just as much as i love her but we will likely never meet
I will never know your name or your favorite color or what you like to eat
Because in the end, we all start and end as strangers
grace anthony
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grace anthony  17/F/Washington
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