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Apr 2016
Do you always go to battle?
NO. Sometimes, the weak adult in me
Harbors unspeakable cowardice.
I bet the weak child in me
would forge with a nervous smile
But not shy away since hesitation, she knows nothing about.

Only simple emotion and a simple need.
But I've grown eh?
Kenēn
Written by
Kenēn  Japan
(Japan)   
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   Lazhar Bouazzi
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