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Jan 2020
Under the black blanket with the white dots
I know Iam at home
My blood tells me so
As well as staring at the big waters

ancestors in my bones
called me back
and I cannot wait to join them

Keep looking up
Martin Palatický
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Martin Palatický  28/M/Slovakia
(28/M/Slovakia)   
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