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Kumpleto Sun, Aug 8, 20215m
And no, I'll never get tired writing letters for you even if you can't read this. Even if you left without saying goodbye. Even if it hurts. I'll not get tired. These letters that are dedicated to you are my only way to vent... even if they say you don't exist.
I just really remember your face and everything that we did and honestly...
I'm confused.
I'm puzzled.
-D
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puzzled
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