sorry
Our binding conversations, a five peace puzzle of a trillion clairvoyant thoughts. Still, yes still so dangerously easy placing our five like children, revealing the picture of our absolute future. yet, bewildered like a wild dog the time one got missing. Still remembering scraping through insecure garbage, digging and digging to complete the picture as we totally totally loose it. Please sweetness please, a plea for forgiveness- So, o so, so so sorry. Sincerely, Your friend MV
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