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Apr 2020
You remind me of the scent of fresh, green grass and rich lavender bushes
Which fills my early days,
Days of precious child-like wonder,
Before the insecurity of a broken home and dysfunction became the norm.
Ross
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Ross  18/M/South Africa
(18/M/South Africa)   
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