I write about the things we bury, the things we chase, and the things that refuse to stay silent.
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Iris-hope
Feb 01, 2024 04:06PM
You were supposed to be my present, but you chose to be my past. We were weaving the threads of our future dreams, but see, you end up becoming a memory.we had a million conversations, weathered tho...View all Conversations
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