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Mar 2020
Every corner has a
soul.
Holds the sounds from our
laughter,
Nurtures a part of our
memories.

All those years and years,
All those things and things,
We've been through together
Now all that's left
Is joy.
Written by
Annie Nguyen  22/saigon
(22/saigon)   
64
   --- and Saige
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