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Mar 2019
I shall call you unknown
I don't want to do anything
related to you
I hope this is the last
Flames in my hand
Static in my heart
Thorns will break
I will be weak
This is the last
Let this melt
evaporate
disintegrate
delete
gone
none
I
am
done
raquezha
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raquezha  28/M/Iriga City
(28/M/Iriga City)   
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