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Nov 2015
No words,
no inspiration,
no emotions.

4am in the morning,
and don't know where I'm going,
i should be sleeping
but my mind keep thinking.

This ain't a love poem
neither a sad one,
I'm just here
trying to figure out
the right words
to express myself.

But I can't.
CRUSHING
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     ---, Gaffer and Got Guanxi
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