A Fault In Perfection
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Concluída qua, jun 13, 20182h 18m
"My love is abused and neglected, it is ravaged and fought for known for its qualities and how abundant it is, but my love is too much for them to bare as it conjures violence. Therefore it is no more love, now it causes me to involuntary conceal and limit it."
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