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1d
I don't like him,
he's too innocent,
no, he's not handsome at all-
look at his face!
Yikes!
But tell him,
to meet me at
the park
today,
right now...
Yeah, the world rotates the same direction every day, this, is what always happen, even we neglect...
(But rare true love is different, this is just young romance)
Soul
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Soul  15/F/Sri Lanka
(15/F/Sri Lanka)   
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