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Jun 2019
Your death still haunts me everyday;
Every time I close my eyes,
Every time I dream,
Every time I'm awake;
I could hear your scream
and your pleadingβ€”
Whether my eyes are close or not,
I can see your suffering.
wizmorrison
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wizmorrison  22/F/Elm Street
(22/F/Elm Street)   
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     Nadia and eileen
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