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Jan 2015
Little do you know
the songs and their
meanings,
those days and their
callings.

Little do you know
the twisted lies and their
truth,
those freed sorrow and their
remnants.

Little do you know
the paths I take and their
consequences,
those breaking points and their
change.

Little do you know
Who I've become
and I
you.
Natalie Neo
Written by
Natalie Neo  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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