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Feb 6
Here's my sorry take it from me thousands miles away
Hide it somewhere none of souls can find that treasure.
You're the only reason why my heart's in prison beating in the ache.
Isn't it depressing when all of the pressing star rolling my way.
Alice
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Alice  18/F
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