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Nov 2017
The gentle night breeze.
Leaves fall to ground.
Time perfectly freezes
As I get out of my bounds.

There's no limitation for me.
I can do anything I want.
To enjoy the most of this treachery.
And explore more into this land.

There's no stopping me
As I set myself free.
I can do what make me happy.
Even if it's just a dream, ironically.
Vanidy
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