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Nov 2015
My heart melts, I'm terribly missing you.
But if keeping you means losing myself;
And losing myself will keep us alive,
I'd rather be gone right now, than suffer.

I am no soldier of love nor a rebel to my ownself.
I am nothing but naked that needs cover;
To be able to stand firm again,
I won't lose myself to keep you.
Gerdine
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Gerdine  30/F
(30/F)   
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   ---, Cecil Miller and Eiliv Advena
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