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Mar 2013
Three days were left
and I'll be gone forever.
Forever means,
you won't see me anymore.
And if you're lucky enough
to see me in the news
or hear my name.
Then probably,
that would be the time
that I was dead.
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JK Cabresos
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JK Cabresos  M/PH
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