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Jan 2018
I deleted over 700 pictures in my phone just now. And each one of them contains a thousand words...
I have to let you go.
I don't want to leave... but I know I can't stay.
My thumbs never felt so heavy and God knows that I wanted to click the cancel button... but I didn't.
For the last time.
Good bye
Now let me weep for the last time to my lost love.
Chris Balase
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Chris Balase  37/M/NoWhere
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