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Oct 2020
It cuts deep when you expect a person to stay in your life and the next moment they are nothing but hazy memories. It hurts as if someone slapped you across the face with a thousand thorns.
The number you have dialed is no longer in service...... the message can not be delivered..... account can not be found. It’s the act of flight and disappearing that cuts deeply in us..... it’a the ability for that person to just walk away so easily, as if, we are a mini phase in their life.
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Nessa  21/F
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