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Apr 2019
Funny!
How they
Dream and make plans,
Knowing the end is
Like leaving forever,
You’re body won’t go,
You’re soul disappears,
You stinks,
The cold body pales;
It’s the end,
Naked body awaits to get burned and trun into  ashes.
Sorry I am late :(
Written by
Eldon Wangdee  23/F
(23/F)   
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