Gone but not forgotten
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Last published Thu, Nov 28, 2019
I remember diving in one last time...
Hi guys I was watching a documentary about this tragedy remembering about a project I had to do at school about it and just felt so inspired to write something this may be offensive or triggering to some people if so please let me know so that it can be taken down. Inspiration came from all sorts of internet sources.
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