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Feb 2019
R
The grip of his hand,
Slowly pulled me out of darkness.
He picked up the shattered pieces off the ground,
And show me the way out of abyss.
Here's to my baby. :)
ana laag
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ana laag  100/F/Middle of Nowhere
(100/F/Middle of Nowhere)   
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