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May 2017
She went to sleep,with love between her lips, happiness between her teeth, her cover is relieved, she is the women in black always with sadness on her eyes, i died many times and lefted with words i couldnt say, and now lost while she is away, days are past like years and i still remember her tears that rolled of her cheek, her lips that studderd affection, but gone like an arrow
alioua walid
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alioua walid  Belguim, sint niklaas
(Belguim, sint niklaas)   
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