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Oct 2021
Grey clouds with a dark blue Greyish sky. Is it raining? No. As tears roll down my face. Where is everyone? “They left” someone whispered. I walked home. Alone.

Then one day butterfly’s were swarming around, white clouds with a big bright sun. Holding hands, smiling with happiness. Warm kisses. “I love you” He whispered. We walked home. Together.
Amy
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Amy  18/F/Los Angeles
(18/F/Los Angeles)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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