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Arrinam I not destined for love?the notion that there was someone out there for me seems far-fetched. it feels like a distant dream — a nightmare, at times. I’ve resigned…Jun 29Jun 29
Arrinwhat love feels like, engraved on your lipsI have never known what love feels like, until the palm of your hand reached for mineMay 5May 5
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