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Mar 2020
I've already lived, I think, most of my life
Time breaks down and disarms
Time is always short, slender.

And not by looking back,
I have to become salt.
Life is full of miracles and wonders

Even in the mud
In despair,
in the void
and the anguish

And for that I give thanks

Even nearΒ Β the end
The moon is my friend
Written by
Julio  M/Patagonia
     ---, laura, Fawn, Alex Jeffreys and Rachel
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