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Jul 2019
Am deeply drowned in my own thoughts.
Slowly running out of air to breathe.
Father, stretch my hands.
I ain't no Han, I won't make it solo.
July 16, 2019 - 01:12

Written by
Meruem  Manila, Philippines
(Manila, Philippines)   
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