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Nov 2018
you don't look at me
I get wet in the rain

ever since I am soaked in love

it is not that important
I sell my jacket

ever since I stayed in frosty

don't think of me at all
that is how know life

ever since wandered the edge of the cliff

maybe it is necessary
transform fear to pleasure

ever since I listened to  the wind like a song
Semihten5
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Semihten5  42/Turkey
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     Alam Sayed, Timothy, Em MacKenzie and Nylee
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