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Nov 2019
Don't cry, don't try, just fly
don't scream, just say I have a dream  yellow, and read  can chlorate to create out  sky
I wish that cocoon liberate his beautiful butterfly
Then, our spring  comes once again
shine, you're no longer mine
#spring
Saïda Boūzazy
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Saïda Boūzazy  27/F
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