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Jul 2018
What i see is my self nothing special nothing crazy.  Nothing but a weak smile and scares all over my entire body looking deep into my eyes you can touch my soul. The only thing to see is my humble heart i would hide from you. Music flowes threw my body sending the vibrations threw my mind and heart. Hearing the rythem drown out of me seem to bleed when my scares rip apart.
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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