about Dunya:

When she was 12 years of age, she met the love of her life. She had been out by the swamp when she spotted him. Half-covered in mud, he was lying face-down. His legs were in water, as if he tried to crawl up from the river but couldn't.

jag gör fina meningar om livet.

Jag har ett anteckningsblock. Ett ögonlock.
Jag har en vän som tror att hon är tjock.

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