Dear You, || Poems
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Última publicación dom, nov 10, 2019
Do you prioritize the things in your life and the thing that you hope to do? Because if not, it's not worth forgetting yourself over one person.
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Poems dedicated to whoever I'm crushing on at the moment.
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