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May 2019
There is nothing worth singing in my head
For now,
It is confounded
Blocked by crudeness
Percolating the next flash moment
They are waning,
I have noticed
For now
But the dynamics of life are mysterious
And I am a weird guy
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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       Manisha, Muzaffer, Eryck, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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