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December 2015

by Root_of_woe

To begin this day with salt on lips from the stinging sea, Makes me wish for forests and the great oak tree Where we both sat on that fateful day filled with anguish and dismay

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Root_of_woe

33 / M / Cape Town

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33 / M / Cape Town

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Feb 24, 2021

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