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2024-10-29 19:42:56I choose our present
You choose our past
And now we are falling apart.
- Leticia Aragon- Eustacio.
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"I know this is absurd...I saw you dying on his arm. He will try to kill you again. He was the cause of your accident. He intended to kill you, that man is still a dangerous man, you must leave.”
"Don't you remember your accident three months ago?"
"He was the cause of your accident. He intended to kill you."
"
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