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Jul 2019
nothing makes me happy anymore

it’s like
i miss the tasteful touch of the sky
bluer, than all the seas and oceans
combined

i miss the cloudy feeling on my forehead
my curls conflicting with the air
but i admit
i was happier than i have ever been
Lama
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Lama  20/F/Riyadh
(20/F/Riyadh)   
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