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  • Publiceret: 8 sep. 2014
  • Opdateret: 8 sep. 2014
  • Status: Igang


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stabbing pain in my chest. As I could barely remember why or how it suddenly broke loose from its safe and anonymous destination, the place where no one would know of its existence, as when I gently tried to remove the hair from my face, which was probably my, it was certainly what I was expecting to see, and my illusion turned out to be true. it's like when I move my arm, spreading the stinging pain, and becomes more pounding in the 'way' to hurt

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