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Jul 2017
How strange it is
that we will write until our pens run dry
yet we will not dare to open our mouths
when we come face-to-face with the ones we love.

How awful.
Qynn
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Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
(23/F/Pittsburgh)   
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