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Jan 2015
Her eyes are not dull
They still have sparks
But there's a streak that will tell you she's tired..  

She's tired of crying almost every night..
She's tired of waking up to a cold each morning of her life.
"larmes" is the french translation of "tears"
Lena Bitare
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Lena Bitare  33/F/Marikina, Philippines
(33/F/Marikina, Philippines)   
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