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Aug 2013
I am afraid,you'll realize that i am not good enough[for you]
I am just holding onto lies,but my blind faith in them is turning out to be useless,without white cane.
I am petrified to ask,who will you choose when the fate will be our enemy,**her or me?
Ivie
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