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Aug 2017
There are moments in the past,
that you want to be at
and you know, they'd never last
- it's so sad
because the present is a line in the sand,
between future and the past,
between ocean and the land,
between river and the bank,
that will never come to end.
And tell me friend
what's the use of being sane.
in the hours, that remain.
Farook Suyarov
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Farook Suyarov  27/M/Fergana
(27/M/Fergana)   
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