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Nov 2019
I can’t help but blush when I reminisce on the good times
I can’t help but miss everything about you even your big *** head
But then the bad ones slowly creep up
Now I’m confused, stuck in the middle
It’s as if my heart is torn in two
A million reasons why I should go but a million reasons why I should stay
That little hope that this is not the end
I think that’s a little too much for my heart to comprehend
Wendy Andrew
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Wendy Andrew  28/F
(28/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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