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Last published Mon, Jan 27, 2020
Fare pace con il mio passato era la soluzione a tutti gli errori che avevo fatto
Cercavo di capire chi fossi, o chi fossi diventata, ma non avevo mai conosciuto davvero me stessa prima di prendere un aereo e andare via
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[COMPLETED] My first collection of poetry. There are 50 poems: I hope you enjoy it. It was the story of my life. Is it the story of yours? Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013 - InkButterfly
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