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Jan 2018
FLY
Yes you were the pilot of my life.
You thought me how to strive
So that I wont be deprive
AndΒ Β everything would suffice

But to my surprise
You left me hanging on the air
And i couldnt bare
Because you thought me to fly
And now im stuck here in the sky

Not knowing how to land
Because you didnt said thats part of the plan.
Pj
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No Name  21/M/Philippines
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