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Sep 2018
I think of the day where us exists
I think of the time you recognize me
I think of the ways I can make you happy
I think of the things we can do together
I think all of this everyday
And it makes me sad
"what are we?"
—My love, look at me, I'm waiting
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Letters from Lia
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Letters from Lia  19/F/In the heart of poets
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