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May 2016
The sweet feeling of independence entangles itself into my soul as time passes and bad memories grow old. The feeling of an evenings summer's breeze caressing your hair as enjoyment becomes irresistible as a puppies innocent stare.
Chloe Zafonte
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Chloe Zafonte  22/F/United States
(22/F/United States)   
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