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Jan 2018
I wish i had a friend
To comfort me in the end
Where my mom shed in tears
And I smiled in fear
What could happen next year?
With such a low place in here, I just can't inhale and every time I try I fail
serried l am, with my mothers complains
I try to comfort her again and again but, every time I fail
Every time the same drill, yeah you shouldn't stay at home of course!
You should go out there and travel the world
Because you have two boys that won't leave home
And what have i done? Nothing
EBTI
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EBTI  Riyadh
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