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IWANU GA HANA
not speaking is the flower
Friday, November 3
scattered.
what to write?
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Pizzicato Hana
i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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