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Jun 2015
I like you

I tried not to see you go , but I confess that every day I am reviewing the same image , and every time is something new and different .

I Wish I had had the chance to say one more time that I still love you .

Now what belongs to me ?
Just a reminder of a time that guarantee , does not return.

I just want to die of it , dying of his love, die for love.
love
Elison Dalla Lasta
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Elison Dalla Lasta
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