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Mar 2017
Sometimes we sleepwalk and we call it life
Pass through the motions but we ain't there
But there are dreams, desires, wanting to be unlocked...
This life is a maze.

And then
a ray of light - darkness
a slap in the face
a throb in the blood
a beat of the heart
a different drum
a kiss on the lips!
Thank God for waking up!
Because only then we can dream...
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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   ---, Shaded Lamp, --- and Zero Nine
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