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Dec 2019
Living on the edge of the knife
Standing still
With nothing to call mine
Where right is wrong
And wrong is right

Hope ends here
Just tremble in fear
Bled dry
With my last breathe
Still standing tall
Cause being myself is all that I can do
Somewhatdamaged
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Somewhatdamaged  26/M/Kathmandu,Nepal
(26/M/Kathmandu,Nepal)   
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     ---, Anastasia, Bogdan Dragos and gabby
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