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Sep 2017
When you think your world is crumbling down and all you can do is sit and frown. Be sure to call me, cause I never thought to disown. You were and are my life, my flesh and blood, my own. Am not angry with you, just upset with your choices. You went along listening to foreign voices. Left me in distress with your harsh words. But dear you are my atmost joy out of the odds. I know life cheats on many counts but bad things always haunts. You need to think straight tho it's not too late, but hunny don't get stuck blaming your fate. You are young, pretty, beautiful and bold. Right now, concentrate on your studies, am sure your true love will emerge to mould. You shouldn't rush into anything you would later regret for. Take a cruze drive towards your goal dear and all will be well in the coming year. Few lessons of such I would love to give to my future daughter. While gulpping down a glass of lemon water. Smiling imaging how such life would be, will I even be lucky to live and see. I wish to have my own family someday, I just have to be patient and not cowardly walk away...*


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Just felt to write this. Spilling imagination.
FICTIONAL FREESTYLE
Seema
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Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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