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Jun 2018
See, I see clouds roll by
As my feet emerse in my mind
My inner child dreams
No more deeds

As I finish my chores
As I cure from the bore
As my abdomen is moving to the slow beat

As I sing to the king
Of my past and new teenage sins
As my fingers are tipping to the slow beat

I see giant in sky
See his hands are moving to mine
The deceptive tongue can not lie
As
As I see clouds roll by
Kon Grin
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Kon Grin  20/M/Uzbekistan
(20/M/Uzbekistan)   
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