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Aug 2015
He was nothing in a crowd
She was everything all on her own
Exploiting my muse because I'm having a field day today with all the **** I readβ€” greed, evil passed forward (but gave me the inspiration despite of)
epictails
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epictails  Manila
(Manila)   
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