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Jun 2018
Tell me some good lies;
that will tickle the back of my neck, run through my spine, and give thrill all over me.

'Cause I know, you are the gemstone and I am the pebble.

But remember my love, I'm here and there, and I will not extinct.
but you will, eventually.
astiani hayn
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astiani hayn  21/F
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