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Waking up today with slimy face, thoughtless about the future. Like an idler, I think my destiny awaits for miracles For one of them will be HER whose smile is more beautiful than my morning dreams.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 2:17 AM UTC
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Waking up today with slimy face, thoughtless about the future. Like an idler, I think my destiny awaits for miracles For one of them will be HER whose smile is more beautiful than my morning dreams.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 2:17 AM UTC
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