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Dec 2021
She wrote on her time line
"Am strong woman...blah blah"
met me on winter
When cold evenings was norm
Flirt was the anthem

Walls crumbled down
She was never strong for attention
She never lived to her name nor tml
Where does she go from hereπŸ€­πŸ˜‚
leechyna
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leechyna  22/M/kenya
(22/M/kenya)   
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