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Feb 2020
We meet and seperate
Like a newborn kid waiting for death!
How can death procedes life?!
How can you release a breath that you didn't take?
Maybe life's repeating itself
And you're about to happen again.
I tend to write a surreal dark philosophical poems :)
Med Fox
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Med Fox  32/M/Morocco
(32/M/Morocco)   
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