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Jun 2019
All that's left of us
Is the callous on my finger
Where my ring used to be
Moving on is hard, but it's going to be so much more peaceful now that I'm on my own.
Marisa Lu Makil
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Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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