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You have the smell of feeling something, but the touch of regret. Warm hands, but a cold heart You're like yellow, a representation of happiness and sickness.
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shadow-dragon
25 / F
Published
Jun 28, 2018
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8·27
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#cold#warm#yellow#smell#feeling#happiness#sickness#heart#hards#representation
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