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Jun 2017
I can't fill a full tank gas anymore,
Dove soap has switched to the cheaper home made alternative
Drinking is measured, even ifs water,
Every breath treasured, thank you lord for surviving
Amidst the gloom and the perilous doom,
when things go up in flames out of boredom,
I didn't plan on this catharsis and transition,
I hadn't had enough of my iPhone, *** and Drugs
But hey, when the time comes, there is no extension,
Like some one said, before going into a fight
A copy of a copy of a copy....
Mirror Mirage
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Mirror Mirage  M/Dubai
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