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He sends ripples though me. He’s a good man, or so it seemed. I must wean off the idea That he is for me.
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Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 1:32 AM UTC
Ripples
He sends ripples though me. He’s a good man, or so it seemed. I must wean off the idea That he is for me.
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Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 1:32 AM UTC
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