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Aug 2015
At times I'd like to stare to strangers eyes
wondering what creates their tears of joy
who scattered their hearts to dust
why they see red on their own fists
where did they got those scars or tattoos
but the one substantial thing I'd like to know
is how to make them smile with warmth
inside their chest that will lightening up mine
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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