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Oct 2017
Doe
You were young once, my dear.

Twice before did you close your eyes for beauty

and never found peace with the

hands that touched you.


Yes, my dear,

You were here

...once.

(6.9.10)
chaziyer
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chaziyer  25/USA
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   Toriana
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