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Jan 2019
Thought is'nt a pimpy mere.
It fled as wish.
Sometimes so deep.
Some just veil for escaping reality.
Us seeks the void-ness!
But!
Then gaia of trauma knocks.
Rochanhlua
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Rochanhlua  18/M/Lamka
(18/M/Lamka)   
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