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Jan 2016
An inconceivable fiction that
somehow became a tangible reality.
I am at a loss without *you.
~~ This cripplingly agonising ache called affection is perfection. ~~
Scarlet Niamh
Written by
Scarlet Niamh  21/Aberdeen
(21/Aberdeen)   
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