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Apr 2015
Oh how I lurk in another home, to find what I am missing forevermore. It is the way I shaped myself to be, a ******* ***** is what I'll give you to see. Nevertheless all I want is to breathe with someone who shares the same pain as me.
A girl waiting on the other side.
What A Fry
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   Ignatius Hosiana
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