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Aug 2016
There is no light. No sound. No joy. There is only the feel of my inner insecurities as they want to embraced me. Consume me. I close my eyes; and I let them take me.
Ravanna Dee
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Ravanna Dee  20/F
(20/F)   
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   Mike Patten and Bianca Reyes
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