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May 2013
One day I'll tell you. I'll tell you that I want to know the deepest depths of your mind, and desire that you wish to know the same. Know my favorite color and what I think about before I go to sleep. I want to know what you want to be when you grow up and how your parents divorce is going, because I want to know. I want you to want me to know. I want you to need me to love you. And I'll tell you one day. One I'll tell you, just not today.
Carlotta Gamboa
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Carlotta Gamboa  Los Angeles
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