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Jul 2015
I sit here alone scared of there words
i wanted to be one of thoseΒ Β flying birds
IN OPEN AIR
with nobody to care
no shame, no guilt,
sit here alone scared of there thoughts
which bring my wind pipe to drought........
AAR KHAN
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AAR KHAN
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     Lior Gavra, ---, NV, Bella Anima and Kelley A Vinal
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