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The thought of never being able to see you meet you talk to you hug you kills me from the inside but does not ****** from me the right to love you adore you cherish memories with you admire you and miss you.
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
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The thought of never being able to see you meet you talk to you hug you kills me from the inside but does not ****** from me the right to love you adore you cherish memories with you admire you and miss you.
soumya-goswami
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
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