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Mar 2013
At the time,
I didn’t realize how much you were mine.

I let you go thinking nothing of it;
now I’m constantly reminding my mind to submit
to the pain I brought upon myself
consumed by this empty wealth
called Freedom.

Code Name: Loneliness.
With my selfishness,
I should’ve expected nothing less.
Eleanora
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Eleanora  28/F
(28/F)   
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