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May 2016
i feel it...i see how the rain drops on her long hair, how wet her clothes is getting...but she keeps on walking in slow motion, deep in thoughts...like she doesn't even know what's happening around her, doesn't feel the rain. she can't feel anything. not anymore.
Salome
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Salome  Georgia
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