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Sep 2020
She sounds like
a Sunset Moth,
I think was, a
butterfly from
summer palace
garden, looks like
tajmahalian Gold
her face, she
drape all the
street light when
she sift me in her
eyeglass and said,

Sai da Safe
Sai da safe = Good night
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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