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Jul 2019
Pur
Tired of my heart bleeding
Children walking on shells
The air keeps whistling

I glance up at the red sky
Fire eyes
Baby, please stop crying
Bye

A Belfast breakfast
Hold the sauce for now!
Ka-plow?
Do you want your burger rare sir?!

The phoenix song
A riff to die for
No soul left behind
Soon, and very soon
Tao
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Tao  32/M/South Africa
(32/M/South Africa)   
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