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Dec 2018
I’m a child of the moon, it knows everything about me. It sees my most vulnerable parts. The parts of me that the sun will never be able to see.
It doesn’t make sense to me, I’m scared of the dark.
But I guess you really do keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.
B
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B  20/F/Sweden
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