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May 2017
because you never loved me,
but didn't think to leave;
i couldn't let dead things be.
**i couldn't learn how to grieve.
Oskar Erikson
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Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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     Amethyst Fyre, Glass and Patrick
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