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Apr 2016
Help me, help me,
They’re coming,
Singing their eerie rhythm
They are coming,
Coming to get me,
Help me, help me,
From the ferocious man- like-monster,
They come and drown you in the guilt,
The guilt they created,
They left you alone,
In the pitch black of the guilt frigid well,
Filled with human guilty tears,
Hurry,
Save me from the human frigid guilty
Alif Imran
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Alif Imran  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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