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Dec 2017
Looking for an error
No this aint terror

Some might say it is
But they never truly see

Sometimes they occur
Without thunder

She's my the rider
I'm her passenger

These colours of mine
Are all hers
For her to cherish

Only she
Shall keep the taste

Only she's
Gonna make me rain

Only her love
Makes me shine again
𝓟𝓲𝔂𝔂𝓪
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𝓟𝓲𝔂𝔂𝓪  31/Two-Spirit/Malaysia
(31/Two-Spirit/Malaysia)   
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