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Oct 2021
“All water tastes the same,” he spoke with a frowned brow.
That’s how I knew we weren’t meant to be.
Alicia Moore
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Alicia Moore  22/F/Ireland
(22/F/Ireland)   
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   CJ Sutherland
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