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You are my dearest posession, The one I keep in a locket around my neck. But you see, the thing is- No matter how beautiful the locket is, I'm still allergic to silver.
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Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:21 AM UTC
Silver
You are my dearest posession, The one I keep in a locket around my neck. But you see, the thing is- No matter how beautiful the locket is, I'm still allergic to silver.
Facts. I'm still going to wear it though, **** my skin.
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17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:21 AM UTC
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