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Feb 2013
the room so cold
and the voices so quiet
I'm trying so hard to make my heart soft
so I can finally enjoy this moving picture
but my vision's obscured by my burning eyes
my tears are the raindrops in the grey
sky in Tokyo. . . but at the end, my heart is warm,
although not promising, it's still sweet,
the notion that color can be found within the dull
M Rose
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M Rose  21/F
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     MikeTheVike, ---, Anne M and Emanuel Martinez
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