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Aug 2014
"These flowers were delicate. Just like I was.
I know you forgot about me, how I was wilting.
But I forgive you, because when my eyes met you I bloomed.
And everything seemed so worth it."
Emma Jackson
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Emma Jackson
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   ---, Haejaer, ryn, --- and Pax
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