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Nov 2016
The perpetual longing for this desire I can't quite put into words has washed over me like a subtle wave. Drowning me with this agonizing emotion which cannot be quelled. This empty void that plagues me like an unquenchable thirst. I'm not sure I could fill it, even if knew exactly what "it" was to begin with.
Miss Grim
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Miss Grim  31/F/Rhode Island
(31/F/Rhode Island)   
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     Jamison Bell
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