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Nov 2017
Awaiting for what, I never know
Tried to find myself
But there are places I'll never go
Thought I made my way out
But I found my way back in
Gilded days I'm living
Swear to God I never win

And I spent all last night
Staring into my own eyes
Trying to find who I am  
I stay asleep all day
Hoping my dreams will give away
A person, a place, a plan
Written by
cloh  24/F
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