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Oct 2018
the only way to survive
it's letting you go
let you go
it's like dying
denyingΒ Β 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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