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Nov 2017
Abscond you sons and heirs! Back to your arid origin. No longer will I settle scorching lips to skin, I will be immortalized in the hopeful realization, the possible but unlikey.
Written by
Emily  21/F/Richmond VA
(21/F/Richmond VA)   
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   Lior Gavra
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