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Jul 2017
Pillow by the tears soaked,
from under the head by the thoughts wrecked,
hides all of my secrets.
It's 1:20 am and I can't sleep. I'm sad and diappointed, so this quick came on my mind like a thunder as my eyes were closed.
Richard
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Richard  22/M/Slovakia
(22/M/Slovakia)   
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   Jackie Mead
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