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Mar 2020
a minty scent fills the air,
a cold feeling is felt on my chest,
a warm towel is placed on my forehead,
tears are wiped from my red cheeks,
my eyelids grow heavy as the aching wears off
and the nostalgia hits

ŠL.F.
anyone else??
Lilly F
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Lilly F  17/F
(17/F)   
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     Girlrinth, Austin Morrison and ---
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