Anniversary

August 10, 2022

It is coming

It is coming.

September 13th.

I loved them both.

Both are gone.

Please don’t leave me,

The one I love.

September 13th.

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xxxhApr 30, 2023

<p>september 13 is my birthday and also the day my mother died i truly hate this day with everything in me.</p>

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