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Sep 2019
You
What you say
Makes me mute
you leave me hanging
on the ecstasy of uncertainty
My head was over the clouds
And now you shot me to the moon
Me?
Oka
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Oka  25/M/Melbourne
(25/M/Melbourne)   
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