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Nov 2024
November has come and I am breathing in loneliness
the leaves have not yet had time to fall from the trees
and each day the sun’s rays fade a little sooner
all the passers-by disappeared into the shadows of memories.
Notes on Destruction
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Notes on Destruction  28/F/Barcelona, Spain
(28/F/Barcelona, Spain)   
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   Arden, brooklynn, Aishu, Mike Adam and rick
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