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Sep 2017
i am the anchor
but now
i will lift my self up and put myself at the dock
so you can sail away freely
dont mind me, i will be okay.

i believe it will be ardous but again
i will be okay

you ll hear me bawling as you sail away but again
i will be okay

and im quivering as i say goodbye but again
i will okay

this goodbye sounds more like a plea for you to stay
rubby
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rubby  22/F/Indonesia
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