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Jul 2018
Why does that girl come here so often with those sad eyes? She passes by and stares deep into the café, always seeking for something. She does not seem like be looking for someone, it is more like she is looking for herself reflected on the glass. I am so sorry for her, she is not gonna find anything more than some broken pieces of her old self.
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LUNA
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