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Jul 2018
“Do you know why I despise this hallway?” I asked him.
“No,” he replied. For a split moment there was no sound, just our step that echoed. “Why?” He asked me back.
“Because the emptiness mocked me.” I answered.

—dbnzvrt
Dyandra Benziverta
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Dyandra Benziverta  20/F/Indonesia
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