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Something buried deep inside me. Something that I want to forget. Are those things real or my imagination just keep drawing? Am I ever going to overcome this fear? Or it will consume once again... Wish everything were simpler, like drawing a flower.
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:45 AM UTC
Flower
Something buried deep inside me. Something that I want to forget. Are those things real or my imagination just keep drawing? Am I ever going to overcome this fear? Or it will consume once again... Wish everything were simpler, like drawing a flower.
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F/Bulgaria
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:45 AM UTC
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