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Apr 2018
WOM
"In the cold rain, I shiver at the thought that maybe I can have anything I want in this world except her. Never her. Even when it's so close... even when I touched it.
Even when I can almost taste it."
Good morning! This is from the POV of one of my favorite story. I post this *** it hits me real hard.
PS. It's a man's POV. hehe
AIA
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AIA  Manhattan
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       Jamie and Wordmancer
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