Letters To Her

Letters To Her

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The world changes, life moves on. We all know your life will change, but I never expected myb life to change the way it did. I am Rosalie Smith, I moved away from my home in new york after I graduated high school. I just recently finished getting my associates degree in culinary at a collage in Niagara falls and am moving to Vancouver to get a new start. The thing about getting a new start and getting away from home to get away from all of the bad memories that are held there is that no matter how bad you want to leave it all behind, you cant. You have to bring something small with you. Well my
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