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Jan 2019
As the sunset slowly melt into the horizon,
And the waves tirelessly sink into the shore,
There is still beauty in falling,
In disarming,
In loving,
No matter how hard we try to convince ourselves otherwise.
Bless Senora
Written by
Bless Senora  25/F/PH → JP
(25/F/PH → JP)   
     George and Fawn
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