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Apr 2017
It's crazy that I lived
before her.
That I went through my days, good or bad or what have you,
and I didn't have her there.
With her,
nothing is meaningless.
There is no good,
no bad,
no what have you.
There is only me
and there is only her.
And that is all we need anymore.
Just us.
every day. forevermore.
moon child
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moon child  26/F/America
(26/F/America)   
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     Tereza BalatkovΓ‘, kim and Mack
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