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Aug 2015
"There are some things that cannot be."*
—I said to myself as the pages of my innocence
flew right with the wind like a passing story
It's true I am afraid of growing up. I wish I'd jump in my rabbit hole as well
epictails
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epictails  Manila
(Manila)   
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