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Oct 2018
the only way to survive
it's letting you go
let you go
it's like dying
denying  the thought of you
it's like living in the dark
I’ll become blind
I’ll become dry
but I'll be alive ...
will I ?
stefania rivoltini
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stefania rivoltini  45/F/Cremona - Italy
(45/F/Cremona - Italy)   
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