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Jul 2017
MY HOUSE is Your home. Your house is my home. Now, if I'm going in, I do not have to pry Your window anymore.

But, last night I tried to steal again in my own home. Silently sneak into Your heart, and hope You catch me.
Hasan Aspahani
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Hasan Aspahani  49/M/Jakarta
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