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Nov 2017
It is a fact that
We can't live
Without oxygen.



It is also a fact
That without gravity,
We'd be floating
All over the place.



Now it seems without you,
I can't breath
And I'm slowly dying.



And you, without me, are lost,
I see you lost but most of all, confused.
Like you can't focus,
As if you're floating away.
Bee
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Bee  17/F/Wherever He Is
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