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Leaf  of the trees Rounding the apples Under the rain Sound of the battles Rain on the umbrella Pain for the gain I see beauty In all this wretched game In the liars game The only way to win Is to trust them fully And be stupid as you can be The only way to win Is to lose all the rights To win what's left Those written on the walls Drawing a paint Painting a draw Are we playing still Or are we back to life
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Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 9:17 AM UTC
Memories of the innocence
Leaf  of the trees Rounding the apples Under the rain Sound of the battles Rain on the umbrella Pain for the gain I see beauty In all this wretched game In the liars game The only way to win Is to trust them fully And be stupid as you can be The only way to win Is to lose all the rights To win what's left Those written on the walls Drawing a paint Painting a draw Are we playing still Or are we back to life
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29/M/Tehran
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 9:17 AM UTC
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