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Suddenly it was November. And it felt like the chance to be happy was lost. Shriveled and fragile, as the slowly rotting leaves still clinging to trees.
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 2:52 PM UTC
Lost in November
Suddenly it was November. And it felt like the chance to be happy was lost. Shriveled and fragile, as the slowly rotting leaves still clinging to trees.
November is my birthday month but it doesn't stop it from being desolate.
maagda111
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23/F/Germany
Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 2:52 PM UTC
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