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Jul 2020
Something buried deep inside me.
Something that I want to forget.
Are those things real or my imagination just keep drawing?
Am I ever going to overcome this fear?
Or it will consume once again...
Wish everything were simpler, like drawing a flower.
Kira
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Kira  F/Bulgaria
(F/Bulgaria)   
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