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PART TWO: We meet again
Lilac EvergladeSorry for the extremely late update but I got busy getting ready to resume university. After three years at home, I have finally been given admission to study nutrition and dietetics. I know that this a bit too much into my life but I have to give an explanation as to why I have not been active. Thanks for your patience and love you😊
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