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Feb 2022
If  I die it was always -----. I'd chose her til the day I die. I wish she were a boy. So we could do it right.
Jan 9, 2022 3:03am
What I wrote in my notes the night I blacked out, she was the last thought on my mind.
Maggie Georgia
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Maggie Georgia  20/F
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