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Jun 2018
She's running towards me. The golden sun illuminated the crop field making her beauty stand out. I can see her eyes slowly getting closer. My arms opened as did my heart. I could almost feel her touch. Yet her ghost passed through me...
Victor
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Victor  17/M/Lost In Time
(17/M/Lost In Time)   
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