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Mar 2019
I bought a bag, today
it is rectangular
I had forgotten about
the time you made fun of them,
and as I checked out,
I remembered.

I cried.

she looks like you.
i miss her so bad
Aquila
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Aquila  16/F/Althea Park
(16/F/Althea Park)   
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