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Feb 2015
From left to right it's not a lengthy speed
From the back to the front it's never end
From up to down still I don't know its meaning
What a blasting start a sign of a terrible feeling
What a peer pressure inside and outside of me
What a confusion, seems like the leaves left the tree
What is a tree without its leaves
What I'm now when she leaves
My passion is in fears when all above
Are Inside my heart because I'm in love
Just writing under my boredom influence
Yatma Faye
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