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Jan 2015
You know my face,
you see me in the hall.
Though you don't know my name,
you don't know me at all.
We meet at last,
you now know my name.
we talk about me, talk about my past
I think you should know, I'm not good at this game.
What do we do? text? call?
I know what's next
In love we will fall.
Sadolecent
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Sadolecent  16/F/Under the Stars
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