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Apr 2018
I smell the morning fragrant
sunlight peeking through the pine
wiggling wet dew
I wake up
rushed out of the dream
trying to realize the dream
NURUL AMALIA
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NURUL AMALIA  23/F/Indonesia
(23/F/Indonesia)   
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