| April 8, 2016 | 1:08 pm |
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Poetry| ѕтarтed: aprιl 1, 2016 | Book One | Nate, Nothing can really compare to those days we shared. The way your eyes met mine and the way I fell. Slow yet quickly. It was slow as I hadn't noticed I was falling for awhile... But when I did notice everyt...
