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Here on this paper my lies have no meaning, no purpose, no responsibilty of the aftermath, no hearts broken. Here, lies can be cherished for the beauty they are.
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Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
Beauty
Here on this paper my lies have no meaning, no purpose, no responsibilty of the aftermath, no hearts broken. Here, lies can be cherished for the beauty they are.
nayana-nair
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Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
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