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Sep 2017
Every little word comes with a price.
Shapes and figures,
instant past,
the time, oh, the knowledge.
We can do it, loving a piece of tree,
hating the dance of leafs,
giving, oh, always giving
to receive.
Sebastian Daneri
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Sebastian Daneri  21/M/Caracas, Venezuela
(21/M/Caracas, Venezuela)   
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