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Jan 12
In the black, dusty fog
I saw her drowning
In the black, dusty fog
I saw her disappearing
Into abyss
I didn't cry - rather, I walked away
And then to think
That my only regret would be
That I didn't see her sink
Tyree Vasconcellos
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Tyree Vasconcellos  21/M/The Netherlands
(21/M/The Netherlands)   
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