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Aug 2018
I lose myself
in this and that
my eyes not seeing
that or this
I laugh and dance
and fall to my knees
this and that
is all I feel
I should know
that that and this
could never last
as I fail to flee
this and that
that or this
what does it matter
this is it
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NN  20/F/Hungary
(20/F/Hungary)   
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