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Mar 2015
Inside silence I can distort magic assumptions
I talk to my blood , I eat my fingers
I could step away from the leaking traps
The silence hang around, boosting my silly screams
To come up with ....
Soudani Slim
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Soudani Slim  Tuniisia
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