There's always a time, once a month, that i just can't help but thinking about the past. i'm stuck in it. i'm thinkingabout the people, the things i wanna say to them, the unspoken words of gratitude, the worries for some friends that happened to be having the similar situation. But then the fear, the trauma, all of them mixed in one moment, as i tried to make sense of all that happened, even though...
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Fall
Dina Pranaswari
10:35 PM
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