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my conscience is blinded by the sweet taste of nostalgia and now all i can recall is how alive, how exuberant you made me feel, instead of the ****** you bestowed to my soul, absentmindedly, without a doubt. — t.a. 02/14/18
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
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my conscience is blinded by the sweet taste of nostalgia and now all i can recall is how alive, how exuberant you made me feel, instead of the ****** you bestowed to my soul, absentmindedly, without a doubt. — t.a. 02/14/18
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Feb 14, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
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