'Tis This Damn Highschool Love
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Last published Wed, May 3, 2023
"Many might say that two same kinds won't work out. Especially if both of you are different. Meeting you was like me being tied to you in an invisible string. But how far would our love hold onto each other? Will it stay strong? Or would it break..? I can't believe I'd say this, but I do think that I was Enchanted to meet you." - L
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