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May 2016
each skin friction he made with mine
are leaving goosebumps on places
I never even knew existed before
and all creatures on earth disappearing;
he's all I can hear, he's all I can feel
he's all I know and I found myself
the moment I found him
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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