Spitfire
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Apr 2, 2020
It's hard to pinpoint the exact moment when my life really began. What I do know, is that it started with him. His bright blue eyes. His heartwarming smile. His beautiful brown hair.
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