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Jul 2015
Come at me,
With all your might,
With all you've got,
If you think you're all that.

I will bestow upon you,
Not violence,
nor harsh words,
I will do nothing.

I will just be,
Like the trees,
And the leaves,
I am of no value,
And as are you.
Free yourself, from yourself.
LaserHalo
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LaserHalo  Male', Maldives
(Male', Maldives)   
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   Leyla Jude
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