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Feb 2016
Feb. 29
Once in every four years.
How happy I am.
I am alive.
I experience it.

Just here waiting.
What will happen next four years.
Am still stuck on myself?
Or give up it with others.
Written by
Josh Gam
257
   psyche, --- and Terence James Potter
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