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Sep 2019
I saw him. Again. At the same place
My heart whispered "he's mine, he is my man".
Poor heart, so many breakdowns
Pure heart, can you make it through?


What I love about you is the mystery
Your mystery
I don't know anything about you
But feels like I knew you forever

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Evangelia
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Evangelia  19/F
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