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Dec 2015
Living but yet a stray, holding on to the firm grasp of what similarities my mind considers to be shelter. Slowly but painfully letting them fade away, to welcome and and make room forΒ Β these irrational feelings I am scared of, but yet love to seek for the thrill and rarity to it.
Kumli
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Kumli  M
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