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Oct 2017
my mind is floating
why am i here?
i shouldn't be here..
this isn't my calling
im wasting away..

if i leave - i starve
if i stay - i rot

which is better?
this life is a prison

nevermind

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Diego
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Diego  Manila
(Manila)   
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