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May 2015
You run with the stars and get lost in the wind; poetry falls from your lips like raindrops.
Your eyes are the sea, one second a silent shore and the next, a ******* hurricane.
Your love turned my thoughts into quicksand, and hope was like endless vines growing through your veins.
Your mind is a storm and your smile is the sunshine.
Diba
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Diba  toronto
(toronto)   
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     sayona, ---, --- and NV
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