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2024-10-29 19:42:56Our ill-fated love
lasted in our hearts.
Twisting our time
while leaving scars.
- Joshua & Julia
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The year 2000 in Manila | Saint Saiti's Hospital.
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Julia's eyes welcome the sunrise, that iris of fire so pretty in its mascara of pure light. She stretched her arms and yawned even though she just woke up. She removed the needle from her hands and sneaked outside again. She removed her hospital gown and took the t-shirt left by her mother.
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