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Jul 2016
'I could smell your scent, taste your feelings '- hear your beating heart when you touched my shoulder. Even though you faded in this crowded city. This city of freedom we were caged in.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
Felicia Diana
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Felicia Diana  Amsterdam
(Amsterdam)   
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