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Jan 2019
Try  to  ****  me  and
my  soul.

   Then  wait  for
         next  rebirth
  to  complete     your
   wish.


Try  to  harm
      my    destination's
beautiful    flower.

Then  wait  for
ugly  summer's
soft  behaviour.

When   it  will
come,
you  have to
wait to
search.
Written by
IncholPoem
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