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Jan 2016
Remembering the reminiscence of old times.
The vulgarity of the world has led me to your side.
Playing with missing love, which I couldn't reinterpret.
Neverthless finding the reason of your leaving.
JHT
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JHT  Dresden
(Dresden)   
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   Sundas
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