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I am hopeful. The flowers are calling my name. I am not yet ready. To be destroyed by my own flame.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
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I am hopeful. The flowers are calling my name. I am not yet ready. To be destroyed by my own flame.
juansendizon
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20/M/Manila
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
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