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The lamentation of a lad So it was once in my yet to be valued life of minehun!! The plateau becomes rocky and how pathetic can this be                                                                            when a lion acts like a frog? I am a disgrace to the mission,                                                               my stand for the vision,                                                                   what i represent as a lad,                                                                          for now i can’t take a look at the sun at I am a disgrace to the mission,                                                               my stand for the vision,                                                                   what i represent as a lad for now i can’t take a look at celestials at night that say look a competitive stage, the fight for glory, it hurts                                                                     to see my emotions run deep into my ribs.                                                                       Once again i say to whomever with eyes,                                                                       it’s obvious, life as put my back to the plateau, to the spiky mountain , it hurts to see my emotions run deep into my ribs.                                                                       Once again i say to whomever with eyes,
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
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The lamentation of a lad So it was once in my yet to be valued life of minehun!! The plateau becomes rocky and how pathetic can this be                                                                            when a lion acts like a frog? I am a disgrace to the mission,                                                               my stand for the vision,                                                                   what i represent as a lad,                                                                          for now i can’t take a look at the sun at I am a disgrace to the mission,                                                               my stand for the vision,                                                                   what i represent as a lad for now i can’t take a look at celestials at night that say look a competitive stage, the fight for glory, it hurts                                                                     to see my emotions run deep into my ribs.                                                                       Once again i say to whomever with eyes,                                                                       it’s obvious, life as put my back to the plateau, to the spiky mountain , it hurts to see my emotions run deep into my ribs.                                                                       Once again i say to whomever with eyes,
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
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