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1d
You lost things
that had names.

Dreams,
people,
parts of yourself
you'll never fully get back.

But you still open your chest
to the wind.
You still say yes.

And that-
that is holy.
Nev
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Nev  17/F/United States
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         PuellaGratiae, rick, Immortality, Egle, Saem and 1 other
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