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Mar 2019
when i sleep the nights alone
my brain goes deep and overflown
thinks about what is coming and what was gone
trying to forget the bitter taste of being lone
shed tears for people in the past i have known
they disappeared as the wind of life has been blown
Written by
OZAR
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