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Dec 2018
There is a time for spring,
Where everything blossoms.
Then there is a time for autumn,
Where everything falls to ground.
And lastly there is winter,
Where all things in this world are frozen in time.
Yes.
There is always time where people grow and fall apart.
It is never easy when you have feelings. When you have a heart.
Nissa
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Nissa  24/F
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