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Nov 2018
November three
haven't you realized, its getting spooky
the way the days go on
and the way you forget its already dawn.

its twelve thirteen
I can't stop thinking
honey, are we going to win?
by the way, are you still fighting?
its funny to think how time flies so fast and its crazy to think that after two months, its another ****** year.
j
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j  19/F/Ph
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   JaxSpade and lovelywildflower
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