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Jul 2017
I am a leaf and you are a voracious caterpillar. I'm gone, when you turn into a butterfly, develop the color of your wings.

I'm late night and you're polite dew. I was not there when on the leaf, morning and the sun brilliant you.
Hasan Aspahani
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Hasan Aspahani  49/M/Jakarta
(49/M/Jakarta)   
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   Mishael Ward
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