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Mar 2020
My eyes were so used to the dark, dimmed light blinded me. But I think meeting them was meant to be. I saw no hope in life, but they helped fly the kite. They helped me overcome the fright, so for that, I hold them tight. Not wanting to hurt their souls because they saved me as a whole. And I fell so hard for these 7 when the clock hit 11:11.
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Vianne  19/F
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