April 17, 2020
Darling ghost, perhaps I might be able to keep my promise: the promise to myself.
This time it might not break into thousand coloured pieces. Just perhaps.
Your promise keeper.
L
Darling ghost, perhaps I might be able to keep my promise: the promise to myself.
This time it might not break into thousand coloured pieces. Just perhaps.
Your promise keeper.
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