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Jun 2019
I miss the moments we were alone and everything was so quiet. When you held my face in your hands and looked deeply, lostly, into my eyes. Standing in the kitchen you pulled me into your chest and it felt like the weight of a trillion pounds was relieved off my mind. I’ve been keeping busy but there’s always enough time to think of you.
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Dakota  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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