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Feb 2018
β€œHardly remember the flavor of her scent but since she flew for her dreamland it seems like no oxygen left in this cloud...
Every now and then feels like someone is ******* his share of breath from the bubble of life...”
Jerry
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Jerry  Finland
(Finland)   
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