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Feb 2019
For the first time
I wanted to live
not for me but for her
Oh Dear, may I?
I promise to hold you,
when you cry

Dear, you are mine
and I am yours
even if you do not
see it now, but
I will be there
when you need me
The Most
Jenna
Written by
Jenna  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Mya, --- and Suzy Berlinsky
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