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Jan 2018
I'm glad you're happy.
I hope you do well without me.
I don't miss you.

I never spend a night thinking about how I hurt you beyond measure, and I honestly don't always hate myself when I think about the man I've become.

All fragile lies.
Hidden Glace
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Hidden Glace  19/M/Wherever You Will Go
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   Dave Cortel
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