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May 2019
This memoire...
That Guy was like magic
It was like obscene
Like the internal visual aspect, of yes, my dream

Past night...
I am in love with you.
I can't "see you"
I only cry and I don't know why.
Phsically strong with emotion in nerve endings,
sick.

© Clarissa van Vreden

(to be continued)
Written by
Clarissa van Vreden
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     Perry and Bogdan Dragos
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