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Jul 2018
You was afraid of losing me
But you faced the fear and left me.

You said tears are not a solution
But you only left tears in the end of the conclusion.

Back then at the 7th month of school, you said "remain the same baby".
Now on the 7th month of the year, I just lost all those fame baby.

“You’re pure gold” you said.
All I can say now is “the gold has Lost in a hole”

Where are you? I would love to ask.
I’m right here. I heard you stuck.
Near or far, back in whales Viki is in my ar. -25.07.2018
Vinasri Ravichandran
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Vinasri Ravichandran  24/F/Malaysia
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