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Nov 2018
there are million of words
left unsaid inside this gut.
similar to every volcanoes,
there will be
for this gut(ter) to blow up,
burst of processed thoughts
that kept inside for yearlong.
whether you like it or not,
give a **** or not,
ain't no **** were given

'cause it's about the time.
Written by
aziza  18/F/+62
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