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Feb 2017
It takes me years
to go to nowhere
I've been waiting
for the moonlight
to wrap me up
for the sunshine
to burn me up
but I can't let go
the pain of not wanting
a revenge on the
sight of deity goddess.
What we ought to know is something that we will never know.
Written by
afteryourimbaud  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
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