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Jun 2015
The days when I met you had been 5 nights,
Seeing all stars and sun moves,
I tilted around your centrum,
Forcing me to get dragged down by your gravity,
Leaving me spinning around your orbit.
What have happened during these 5 nights? Enjoy my new post :)
Roses Behind Every Thorns
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   Brian Payamps
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