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May 2015
Do not look at me, I don't want to feel your prying eyes. Peeling off my clothes in your mind. I just wanted someone to call in these far off cities, share the beauties of these foreign lands with me. But you, you just wanted a story...
Laurel Leaves
Written by
Laurel Leaves  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Akira Chinen
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