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My Thought Diary...

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LECTURAS 768
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Lately, something drastic has happened... It was unexpected now more than ever... Remember that saying once you believe it'll come true... Well, it doesn't ... I don't know how to feel. I am most definitely not the person to share how I really feel. But, I think it's time for me to come clean...Todos los derechos reservados

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