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Feb 10
Maybe somedays i sit and cry alone
Maybe somedays i run around and try
Not to be alone
Maybe i am something which people call mystery
Maybe i am a ***** with a long history
Maybe i am just a confused soul who doesn’t want to get f*cked up

Maybe someday I’ll learn to be soft
Maybe something like a walnut?
Pun intended
R
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R  20/F/Kathmandu lNepal
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