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Dec 2014
I dream myself being neither sad nor happy,
neither love nor hateful,
neither accomplished nor dejected, neither this nor that.
Who is that ask many, I don't know says me.
Why is that ask many, I don't know says me.
How  is that ask many, I say watch me.
Written by
Hara  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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