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Apr 2016
Burning my life down to the ground
there should be screams but there is no sound
no path to follow
only dreams that are hollow
unprepared for life ahead
or at least that is what was said
when I am unable to cope with the pressure
I will take the extra measure
to try and forget
but sadly it's not over yet
gray rain
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gray rain  21/F
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   Rapunzoll and Bianca Reyes
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