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Nov 2016
Starving from the scent of your sins
You dance with the stars in the night,
Like a bird with broken wings in flight
What do you do, what do you do

You are a fish in the ocean of jelly
Stopping for some air you choke
On the dry sand of empty wishes
And whatever she had said before

Does anyone hear your silent cry
Through the broken window of your
Eyes, the distance of a million miles
From her and your subtle hidden smile
Ghost Writer 3
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Ghost Writer 3  San Fransisco
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