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Feb 2019
Even now, I keep lying to myself
Even now, I put a smile on my face
And keep telling to myself that
I'm ok
I'm ok
I'm OK

                  Even when I see the knifes with gluttony
                 Even when every day in the subway is a call from the rails
Even when here, in the dark everything feels empty

I'm ok
I'm ok
I'm OK
CA Teaspoon
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CA Teaspoon
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     Valeriia Pidlubna and Fawn
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