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Last published Sat, May 9, 2020
Real thoughts from real life loved ones, or at least unreturned love. Poems and speeches in my head that I'll never get to say.
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Ægte tanker fra virkeligheden. Om tanker, om kærlighed, eller i hvert fald ikke gengældt kærlighed. Digte og taler i mit hoved, som jeg nok aldrig får sagt
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