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Dec 2020
Typically, its the intangible that wretches ones soul. It’s the feelings left unexpressed, the words and conversations that were left unsaid. It starts etching into your soul, leaving an imprint, that only you in your darkest hours are familiar with.
Lanna K
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Lanna K  21/F
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