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Feb 2020
The soft, sweet sorrow of reaching the utmost depths,
is nothing remains but to rise up.
Roses79
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Roses79  39/F/Miami
(39/F/Miami)   
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   Fecundeity, Fawn, Perry, --- and ---
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