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you were my museum curator and he was my kingdom builder never run back to what broke you but why does my heart choose to love that museum curator who left me scarred?
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Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC
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you were my museum curator and he was my kingdom builder never run back to what broke you but why does my heart choose to love that museum curator who left me scarred?
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18/F/Philippines
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC
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