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Apr 2015
My greatest guilt is a boy named Jack.
He needed me.
I told him to never lose hope...
And then I left him...

My greatest guilt is a boy named Jack...
And I fear I ruined his life.
Marisa Lu Makil
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Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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