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Apr 2016
Don't try to **** my spirit
Because of love we are friends
But I known life it's had to believe in
After all we are not friends anymore
And I don't no who will be my friend in
Holy the one who bring me here is my friend.


That is why I said..?
Love, life, and death are they friends....?
Or who will be my last friend in end of love,life,and death ..?
Love life and dead, are they friends..?
Black yoga
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Black yoga  Germany
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