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Jan 2015
I can say I'm strong,
But that would be a lie.

I can say I don't cry,
When really,I weep over the slightest things.

I can say I give good advice,
But I don't even know what I don't know,

I can say that I'm happy,
When I die a little inside everyday.

I can't wait any longer,
Bring me back home
To where I really belong.
bones
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   Gul e Dawoodi
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