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Jun 2019
like seasons come, they must go;
You have changed, don't you know?

A broken boat out in the open sea;
Perfect eyes but she refuses to see.

It's time to let it drift away;
It doesn't matter anymore.

Isn't that what you used to say?
Jacco krom
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Jacco krom  18/M/The Netherlands
(18/M/The Netherlands)   
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