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Mar 2020
the only liquor I poor, my tears
trying to forget all of my fears
thinking about my memories, my past
it's like the are fading away, making me sad
I never thought I could ever feel so hopeless
FullmoonFlower
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FullmoonFlower  28/F/Scandinavia
(28/F/Scandinavia)   
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