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Oct 2015
Ev'ry time I feel your breath
I sink further from sanity.

And when you burn, I patch you up
I complement your vanity.

The gifts you bring and songs you sing,
From clouds they lightning down.

And when you show your other face,
Enlightened, I can't frown.

The stairs I walked, the voices that talked,
Again will lead to heaven.

Cherries, treasure, it's been forever,
Again will land a seven.
Sour Patched Kid
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Sour Patched Kid
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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