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Apr 2019
I have lived my life faking warmth
my soul is cold
in the best way possible.

I embrace it now.
Cold smiles refreshing,
cold hands coddling,
cold love blossoming.

All things cold
are not
all things bad.
Serendipity
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Serendipity  22/Alive
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     Joey, ---, Afifah Rossy Wardhani and ---
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