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May 2015
I look in the mirror what do I see
I think about the world what do I know
I dive in the water, into the sea
I go into public and put up a show

My reflection is not who I am
Knowlegde is merely knowing things
There is no one who gives a ****
Everybody is made of broken wings
Janor
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Janor  the Netherlands
(the Netherlands)   
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