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Apr 2018
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence…
Deanna M Reeder
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Deanna M Reeder  20/F/Tulsa
(20/F/Tulsa)   
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   Sharvish Cheekhoory and ---
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