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Oct 2019
I would cry for help,
                                    but nobody cares.
The one who cares
                                   shares with me no affairs.


Like a naughty boy
                                  who's forbidden from any good,
I'm playing sullen
                                 without any mood.
30.09.2018
Written by
Benyamin Bensalah  27/M/Algeria / Hungary
(27/M/Algeria / Hungary)   
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