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Mar 2018
Little foot steps
Walking across the crowded streets
Black and white polkadots
Barely know where she's heading
Little does she know
Smell of tuberose
Has caught someones attention
Vanilla and Brownie
Are just someone's cup of tea
Yet she's dreaming
Roaming around
Walking to the east
Falling to the ground
Watching sunsets
With her eyes closed
Nada Syafira
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