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May 2016
Tranquilized mild wind
    rain drops
Sleepless eyes bring
shallow dreams
Calling to shooting stars in
*second day !
What if every second of time is exclusively belong to me, harmonized to me. What if life wasn't an illusion. For moment, I gonna get it all and for rest of the time only this words I have - For Che Guevara, For Chi ran away from me
shanika yrs
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shanika yrs  Colombo
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