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Feb 2017
I wish I know you
the way I know every freckle of my sweater,
I whish you want to know me too
because it's cold and the sweater have holes
and I'm starting to question my own knowledge,
I didn't remeber the sleeves where that short.
Hxney Bunny
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Hxney Bunny  Spain
(Spain)   
265
   Azaria and mi
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