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Feb 2019
I gasp for air.
I see waterwalls, the river and the trees.
The whole abby has opened to me.
It whispered all the hidden secrets.
I sit down and listen.
Cause it so magical.
Written by
ghostgirl
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     Mathew P Nangolo, ---, Stara and Desire
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