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Sometimes i wonder why we ignore love and despise it so much when we know very well it will always be around us during the darkest hours, lo...
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Underneath our feet we find Those branches and thorns a grind. Why is so life so mean It is as if no other scene. Through life, you kn... -
I still wonder where you are my old me, i cant forget those days when the world was still young in our eyes, when we were discovering new th...
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