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"And I write about love like I know love, but me and love have never officially met. I have only ever seen him from my window. But me and yearning, we're old friends, we go way back. He and I share the same mother tongue."
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mayanadhii
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GO READ THE LATEST CHAPTER OF BLEEDING LIKE A ROSEhttps://www.wattpad.com/1651978051-bleeding-like-a-rose-chapter-39View all Conversations
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