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May 2012
I don’t know why I am scared
This is all familiar
All seems recent
I need to escape
It’s not easy
Letting the past rest
Dig the hole and walk away
And only look west
Count the pebbles
Throw stones in English Bay
This place is called home
This urban paradise
The only place I want to be
Times changes the tides twice a day
And people grow apart
Adellebee
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Adellebee  28/F/Victoria
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