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Dec 2018
I treasure the strangest things.
Like the socks you gave me.
To me,
they mean more than any diamond rings.
Their smell reminds me
of your skin.
Their softness reminds me
of your touch.
Their look reminds me
of your beauty.
I treasure those socks.
I got socks from one of my best friends on Christmas. I sleep with her socks, touch those socks, eat with those socks... I love those socks.
I swear, I will put those socks under inch thick glass to protect them.
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  19/F/Playing the piano...
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