I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.
— Ida Løkås
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I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.
— Ida Løkås
Det fine som flyter forbi
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved